Strength
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Do You Know Your EQ?
Have you ever been put in a position where you had to express your emotions and you found yourself either: A. shutting down, or B. filtering them out? If you chose “A”, you might have a lower EQ, and if you chose “B”, you might have a higher EQ. Your Emotional Intelligence (EQ) “is the ability to identify, use, understand, and manage emotions in an effective and positive way. A high EQ helps individuals to communicate better, reduce their anxiety and stress, defuse conflicts, improve relationships, empathize with others, and effectively overcome life’s challenges” (Durlofsky). Recently, I was struggling with self doubt and my own feelings of self worth. When…
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Devil’s Advocate: The Curse of May
“Guilt is like a bag of fucking bricks. All you have to do is put it down.” -John Milton in the Devil’s Advocate– As they say, “The length of your grieving time is measured by how much you deeply loved.” There’s nothing worse than dealing with severe depression. It’s easy to get lost in those feelings and emotions, which seem to just leave you numb. I’ve been having some trouble lately expressing myself because I’ve lacked a certain depth of attunement within myself. I’ve found myself in a frozen state. I’ve unfortunately put myself in a situation where I am disconnected with my children, friends, family, and work. I can’t…
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The Freak Show
I have frustratingly reached that point (again…really?) where I am feeling defeated, disrespected, discarded, and absolutely powerless. I’ve thought of a hundred if not a thousand of different ways how to handle this situation. I never realized how many of those options you can play out in your head in just the span of a single thought. So, I decided to do what I do best. USE MY WORDS! Now, I have been labeled as manipulative because of my ability to articulate my feelings. I don’t feel the need to apologize for using my intellect. The stories I am about to tell you all are all true and through my perspective. If…
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Sex Education Part 1: Three Elements To Becoming An Incredible Lover
[contact-form][contact-field label=”Name” type=”name” required=”true” /][contact-field label=”Email” type=”email” required=”true” /][contact-field label=”Website” type=”url” /][contact-field label=”Message” type=”textarea” /][/contact-form] Sex Education Part 1: three Elements To Becoming An Incredible Lover For us women we are already emotionally charged creatures. Men might think these 3 elements would come natural for us woman. Here’s a little secret, it doesn’t. Women are more reserved. There is a lot more pressure for men in the bedroom than they actually would like to admit. Do I have your attention?
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Through the Looking Glass of a 5150
There’s no need pretending that life is perfect. We tend to want to box up our problems and then only lift a corner to peek inside every once in a while. We never unpack them, or, if we do, they come out all at once and it’s usually not a healthy process. Why are people so afraid of their feelings? It’s almost like we are unable to open up and say out loud, “yes, that hurt me.” I don’t think that is a bad thing at all. In fact, I think people should be encouraged to learn how to communicate their emotions in a healthy way. All too often people…
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How to Be a Lobster- 5 Signs To Healing
Everyone has experienced some type of pain. If they say they never have, they’re lying. We’re human. We all have feelings with emotions. At some point we have all loved and you have lost. Healing is not easy. Healing is one of the most challenging parts of finding yourself on your own once again. Healing is painful. There are no shortcuts. You will break, you will experience a certain amount of physical and emotional suffering. It’s difficult to believe, when you are mired in so much emotional chaos, that one day you actually won’t feel that anymore. We’re Human. We all have feelings with emotions. At some point we all…
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The Hidden Truth Behind Unconditional Love.
The Hidden Truth Behind Unconditional Love. I’ve received countless emails about my healing process. “What did you do to heal? ” is always the question. I never know how to answer this question. For me, I don’t think I’m completely healed. I don’t think I’ll ever be 100% healed. I will forever walk with these scars. I know it’s not the answer most of you that are looking for that ‘quick fix’ you want to hear. Trust me when I say, I woke up each morning praying that today might be that day God was going to heal my broken heart. It was that slow burn that was fuckin’ killing…
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Why Douchebags Get Laid: How Insecurity Manipulates You
Why do douchebags get laid? this is the million dollar question, right ladies? Maybe I should even direct this question towards the men. We all know the stereotypical douchebag. Maybe a little overdressed, overconfident, talks too loud, and seems to get away with saying shit that would get most men slapped. This is the guy who can seemingly do and say what he wants and, at the end of the night, go home with a girl or two on his arm. However, I’m not talking about that stereotypical douchebag, going out and conquering as many women in a weekend as possible. You do you. I have no problem with a…
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To My Little Girl on the Swing
Dear Daughter, This is an open letter to the little girl I raised into a woman. I know you don’t want to acknowledge my influence on your life, but I feel it necessary to voice my rebuttal. You see, everything I’ve loved and lost has claw marks. You always have seen the world in black and grey. Your version of the truth is not the actual truth, and I feel I need to set the record straight. Seeing the reality of it all, those black and gray areas (that I once fought for) have so much more color. At the time of this letter, one of those areas is my…
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A Selfie A Day- The Truth Behind the Lens
I’m a picture addict. I love to capture moments. Even the smallest, most seemingly insignificant moments I like to capture. Those are memories. Once they are gone, those moments can’t be recreated. I’ve always been a picture taker. Even when I was young, I always kept a collage of pictures on my wall. They were my memories on display and I could relive them every time I looked up. …I absolutely hated myself. Most of us like to relive the happy moments, but what happens when you stop seeing the beauty of your daily life? What happens when you don’t feel there are any moments worth capturing? For me, I’ve…
