‘Big change comes from a thousand tiny steps, and they all matter.’ I have never been one to do anything ‘tiny.’ Go big or go home has always been my standard. Now? I’d rather just go home. I’m exhausted by most people (and most people are exhausted by me, I’m aware) and even the tiniest of steps in the right direction takes huge effort. Tiny Steps There are days that I can’t be the strong one for anyone else. I can hardly show up for myself. I have a very tight circle of support who can recognize when I’m having a shit day, and they help me redirect. They walk…

I wish I didn’t. Please don’t disturb someone’s peace if you are at war with yourself. You are doing so much more damage than you realize. You’re bleeding all over people who had nothing to do with how you got hurt. It’s so toxic and incredibly unfair. *PSA … if you can’t date someone who worries about if you’re going die, please stay far away from a widow. No matter how much I try to prepare someone before we date, it’s not enough. I set the stage so there are no surprises. It never works. There is a certain element of ‘crazy’ that goes hand in hand with tragic loss.…