healing
How to heal fully and properly.
The Mysterious World Inside Your Mind
One day someone told me that, If you know who you are, life will be easier. A straightforward statement to write, as much it is to read. And indeed the question "who we really are" it is a current state of mind, which permeates our personal and psychological wellbeing. The steady question that the majority of us has to face in everyday lives. "What am I doing, where am I going, Am I doing it right, what if..." We are tirelessly chasing our goals, our results, our success!
By Letizia De Luca7 years ago in Motivation
She Is Healing
My name is Felicia Rodrigues and I am a divorced single mother of three children and a domestic violence survivor. I lived in a violent marriage for years. Living with a man like my ex-husband is like having a gun pointed at your head every single day, and you just don’t know when the gun is going to go off.
By Felicia Rodrigues7 years ago in Motivation
The End of 2017
2017. I'm not going to lie. This has been one of the hardest, mentally and emotionally challenging years of my life... this was the year I fell into depression. A sticky, black mass of weight I feel is haunting my everyday existence and seems never-ending. The weight is suffocating at times.
By Sammi Doll7 years ago in Motivation
College Essay Example
My childhood was wonderful; I loved laughing and adored the feeling of belonging to something. My life appeared perfect to me, and anyone who knew me would have thought the same, because I hadn't known hardship, I was unharmed, aside from a few scraps on the knee. Yes, there were downs, like my parents’ divorce when I was young and the complications that came with custody agreements, though I still viewed my life as perfect. I do remember the nights of my parents on the phone screaming at each other as I sat in the other room, unable to understand how I should react in such a situation, but even after those moments, I still lived my childhood with enjoyment, believing that that was the worst of it.
By Scoche Ren7 years ago in Motivation
How to Handle Life After a Car Accident
It’s hard to imagine something as traumatic as a car accident happening to you, but 2.35 million people are injured in car crashes each year. Everything might seem different after you experience a car crash, so knowing how to cope with life, and how to get your confidence back after a traumatic event is important.
By Tobias Gillot7 years ago in Motivation
If I Do Say So Myself
This is a talk for validation. To remind yourself that you are not the problem. You can be 100% honest, dedicated, loyal, but another person's 0% will average the overall score to 50%. Now you are 50% less than yourself. That is not at all fair to you, your heart, and your energy. Leave the people alone who cannot match your filled cup. You are the catch, the game-winning catch. You are not the catch of the day, but the catch of a lifetime. Here are three tips to remind yourself when you feel otherwise:
By kira .7 years ago in Motivation
The Prison of Vulnerability
The quote "Never let them see you sweat" should be retired. That quote has totally screwed up my thought process on what it means to feel and express how I feel about myself to others. When I was younger, I felt like I wasn’t allowed to cry, to express hurt or pain, and to not let people know that you are hurt. Just like any young child going through adolescence you tend to get teased and talked about a lot at school or around your neighborhood. In the 21st century, we call it bullying. The fear of telling others how I feel seems so easy and yet so hard. I remember being told by someone, “You don’t open up because you are afraid that what you say would be used against you.” That’s exactly how I feel—to have this pre-meditated feeling that someone will use my struggles against me. The sad part is that that has never happened to me before. I’ve never gotten myself to that point to even feel at ease telling anyone anything about what I have going on with me and in my life. That phrase is totally false. The fact that I don’t trust myself to be around people I can confide in is a problem within itself.
By teisha leshea7 years ago in Motivation
Perfectly Imperfect
"Take a deep breath." Inhale, exhale... inhale, exhale... Momentarily, I feel as if my soul has left my body. I glance over the vessel that it has bought for residence; examining every minuscule detail. Counting each strand of brittle broken hair lazily tied into a ponytail. Carefully caressing the inflamed imperfection of an eczema induced neck; continuing to linger down towards the sides of what should be bare bosoms. There is a particular patch on her left arm, often is reminiscent of what she describes as lizard skin. Underneath the patch, a small scab of a scar, Which will stubbornly stay imprinted as a reminder of her condition.
By amarie. Ramos7 years ago in Motivation
Bright Red Door
Sitting alone I wonder what waits for me beyond that door. That door that I’ve kept closed all these years. It’s a bright red. So bright it’s screaming. There’s always been this fear deep down that seems to echo to the very depths of my soul. The darkness surrounds me now. A small light shines dimly under the door.
By Christina Oswald7 years ago in Motivation
The Girl in the Grave
I spent weeks digging the grave. It was an exhausting few weeks. Everyday weighed down on me, with every shovel full of dirt I sunk deeper into the earth. It was a dark night, the night I finished the grave. I found myself admiring my work. Even in the dark, I could tell it was far deeper than it needed to be. The walls towered high, dirt and weeds crumbled a little as a gust of wind tickled through the night. I felt oddly at home in the dark cold ground. Slowly, I knelt down, sitting on the floor of the grave. I curled my knees up to my chest as I leaned my back against the wall. With my eyes closed, all alone in this deep grave I had dug, I watched my life pass before me. It started as far back as I could remember moving slowly at first. A small smile crept across my lips as I remembered back to the happiness of my childhood. A small tear scraped down my cheek as I thought of the sadness in my younger years. As the memories moved before my eyes, they quickened. I shook my head as if that would make them slow. It was like a movie on fast forward and it was my life. It went on, only coming to an abrupt stop as it ended on me looking down into a dark pit.
By Manna Mac7 years ago in Motivation
How I Found Myself After I Lost Myself
Raise your hand if you feel like you've ever lost yourself. Yep, I'm certain a ton of digital hands went up. Like so many good things in life, it seems it's so much easier to lose something that makes you feel good than it is to re-find or manifest it.
By Reigning Women7 years ago in Motivation
