The grandparent who raised you. The dog who was your whole heart. The pregnancy that didn’t make it. The friendship that quietly fell apart. The version of yourself you used to be before the thing happened. We’ve all got loss stories. Plural. Some of them...
You’ve worked on yourself. Read the books. Done the therapy, or the coaching, or both. Maybe tried the breathwork, the meditation, the journalling. Some things have shifted. But there are patterns – specific, persistent ones – that haven’t...
You start things and don’t finish them. You smother the people you love because you can’t bear the thought of losing them – then push them away when it gets too much. You cry on a Tuesday afternoon and can’t quite say why. That’s not a... 