mental health
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My favorite holiday I’m super lucky to have the family dynamic I have. My parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents (until recently; my last remaining grandparents passed 6 months apart over a year ago) have always gotten together for pretty much every holiday, for as long as I can remember. And for as long…
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Writing was the first coping mechanism I can remember using. Growing up I always had diaries and journals (my sisters can tell you what they said…). As I’d finished one I’d throw it away because of secondhand embarrassment. I never wanted anyone to read them. EXCEPT for one specific journal I’d leave out for my…
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Seemed fitting to have my first post be centered around my front door and I don’t mean that cryptically. Just like my mat says, “so happy you’re here”. Cringe. I know I know. Not the mat, the correlation. We all understand that social media is a highlight reel of our favorite parts. Smiles, milestones, celebrations…





