Living Life With Intent

Living Life With Intent

‘What happened to the day?’, I would wonder as I got up from the couch looking down at my pajamas and then up at the clock that read 4 pm. A smile would come to my face as I realized I had accomplished absolutely nothing of consequence and enjoyed every...
From Shame to Self-Compassion

From Shame to Self-Compassion

Even before I got formally diagnosed, I felt that there was something intrinsically wrong with me and that I was defective. I blamed myself for everything that ever happened to me, including childhood trauma. I knew rationally that it wasn’t my fault and that I...