be your own Bridge over Troubled Water

Two weeks ago I heard of a thing called Self Compassion. I’m aware of compassion, I am compassionate often. I like to consider people, to think of where they came from, give them space if they need it, hold space for them if they need it. Life has shown me we are not one thing.…

Don’t listen. Listen.

You are a loser. You make stupid make mistakes. You eat too much junky shit. You write shit. You got another parking fine because you are stupid and stupid people don’t pay attention. Stupid people are out or control. You are out of control. You did it again. Again. Again. Familiar? I hope not, but…

I’m going to let her shine…

On Friday it was four years since the day I lost my little sister. I’ll admit I have trouble with a sentence like that one. Since my little sister’s passing? Passing into what, where? Since my little sister’s death? It’s too true and too harsh. I go with since I lost my little sister, like…