I Am So Lucky

Spending a weekend with my mom shows me the brighter side of the coin: how joyful it is to just be together and have fun. We spend more time sewing seeds than trimming branches. More time painting vision’s for the future than spreading balm on the wounds of the past. I love that about my mom. Even when I was a child, she took what I said seriously. I think it gave me faith in my voice that saved me in the foggier moments.

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The Meaning of the Middle

My friend Jenna said something to me in the spring of 2014 that changed me. She was visiting me in Boston during our senior year of college, and I was laying out my truths for her as we walked through Cambridge: that I hadn’t been okay, that I had relapsed in self-harm, that I felt like the nearly seven years I spent not relapsing meant nothing. I had promised myself never again and I had broken that promise. Spectacularly.

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Saving Gratitudes

Happiness and gratitude are all tangled up in one another. You need to know, and know intentionally, what makes you happy and what makes you grateful. In the every day, these things fill you up with light. In the hard days, these things are a refuge. It becomes a to-do list. I love my family so I call my family. I love baths so I draw myself a bath and light a candle. It’s hard to conjure light when we’re in the dark so we need to keep some bottled from the bright days. Make a list, save it away, use it well.

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