“Jess, you can push me away but I’m not going anywhere…” I’m bumbling through a side step. I’m doing the best I can. A few old habits are dying hard. And it’s the first time that I’m being called out, consistently… others are noticing that despite my efforts, my walls are coming up. My toleranceContinue reading “Where can I love myself just a bit more?”
Monthly Archives: August 2019
Moments of Peace After Gun Violence
TUESDAY NIGHTS ARE SACRED. It’s the ONE time of the week that I can be 100% unapologetic about feeling broken. I can admit when I gave up my power to a predator, willingly dove into a rabbit hole of nonsense, or chose ego over compassion. I do NOT handle boundary-crossing very kindly. So many boundariesContinue reading “Moments of Peace After Gun Violence”
When numbers represent home: Unit 3070.
Last August, my person (my mommabear) went in for a routine check-up. They asked her to stay for extra tests. The next day, they had quintuple bypass surgery. Since my mommabear refused to create a living will, POA, or any of that stuff, I was going to be forced to deal with a very troubledContinue reading “When numbers represent home: Unit 3070.”
A message from my heart to my head
Dear Jess! I freaking LOVE LOVE LOVE you! I mean seriously, THANK YOU! I know it feels funny to put yourself first but you are crushing it! The last few weeks have offered wonderful opportunities to stay in the cycle or break the cycle (and stand in your integrity). You have levelled up to aContinue reading “A message from my heart to my head”
When Others Test Your Boundaries. Breathe.
With the energy of the full moon, a handful of people have been surfacing and exposing their truth. For the most part, I’m surrounded by healthy people. Health being defined as being emotionally mature, spiritually responsible and above all, just a decent human being that respects my boundaries. As the wave continues, I’m feeling superContinue reading “When Others Test Your Boundaries. Breathe.”