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Honest Monsters -- You Matter
Anger and grief are heavy, like a sack of stones, and it seems like more rocks keep dropping from the sky, and for some reason, it is your sole responsibility...
Honest Monsters -- You Matter
Anger and grief are heavy, like a sack of stones, and it seems like more rocks keep dropping from the sky, and for some reason, it is your sole responsibility...
On a Personal note. (Some thoughts and Art from...
Usually I make it a challenge for myself to sit with this feeling, this heaviness, this frog of sorts that's been living in my stomach, and try and coax it...
On a Personal note. (Some thoughts and Art from...
Usually I make it a challenge for myself to sit with this feeling, this heaviness, this frog of sorts that's been living in my stomach, and try and coax it...
Honest Monsters -- None of This Makes Sense to Me
You've spent so much time not really knowing *what* to believe that you're not sure you have the mechanisms to know *how* to believe something.
Honest Monsters -- None of This Makes Sense to Me
You've spent so much time not really knowing *what* to believe that you're not sure you have the mechanisms to know *how* to believe something.
Anxiety in the New Year
Something I have had to come to terms with as a highly anxious person is that I am, in most situations, somewhat uncomfortable. There’s two responses (well, two healthier adapted...
Anxiety in the New Year
Something I have had to come to terms with as a highly anxious person is that I am, in most situations, somewhat uncomfortable. There’s two responses (well, two healthier adapted...
Honest Monsters: I Don't Know Where to go From ...
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single footstep, but what if you get lost on the way? What if there's no map to begin with? You've been...
Honest Monsters: I Don't Know Where to go From ...
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single footstep, but what if you get lost on the way? What if there's no map to begin with? You've been...
The Box, Part I
The box is both fascinating and somehow non-descript; a smooth, shiny black cube roughly large enough to fit a basketball. There is an index card on top, the kind that...
The Box, Part I
The box is both fascinating and somehow non-descript; a smooth, shiny black cube roughly large enough to fit a basketball. There is an index card on top, the kind that...