In the name of vulnerability and sharing uncomfortable things, I wanted to resurface a post I saved to my drafts weeks ago. In personal therapy, when we’re not in the midst of grief talk or reliving childhood traumas, we sometimes mix it up by discussing self confidence, or my lack thereof. This has been an…
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Better Version Waiting
Today, someone whose opinion I value highly asked about this blog: they asked for an update on my posts, and when I admitted that I second guess what I post now more than I ever did before, they were surprised. As someone whose had years of therapy, is training to be a therapist herself and…