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…
It was November 2018. I woke up on the floor after sleeping in a room in my house that I used as my office, instead of sleeping in my bedroom, where he was sleeping. I felt scared, afraid to leave the room and confront the situation ahead of me, treading on eggshells as always and feeling like a shell of my former self. 🐚 It wasn’t unusual to be met with passive aggressiveness, being completely ignored…
I was once sat next to an older lady while we both got our nails done. About five minutes after I sat down to get mine done she starts telling me all about her life. An hour later I knew she’d had a heart attack eight years ago and that’s why she was sweating so much, she has a pacemaker and recently she broke her finger saving a puppy and now can’t feel any pain in that hand –…