When I hit 38 after the end of another abusive relationship, I had completely lost trust in my own judgement. I’d discovered my core wound of abandonment and rejection and… fuck me, did it hurt. 😞 Even after having done a shitload of healing, coaching and other personal development tools since my early twenties, this wound knocked the wind out of me. 💨 I needed time and space to heal. A lot of space. Space to reflect on what…
