Callous, Callus, and Me

I firmly believe that people are put into my life for very specific reasons. Some of them are here to help me heal my wounds, others to remind me of them. I know who the re-mind-‘ers are because they rankle like a big, fat sliver under my skin, and they …

Not New Years Day

I got up this morning, made The Sweetheart’s coffee and lunch, and sent him out the door, just like every other morning. I didn’t even glance at the whiteboard I had meticulously crosshatched with goals and days of the week. Somewhere around 1:15 this afternoon, I was standing in the …

The Catastrophic Result of Self Care

Yesterday’s article started the conversation about Self Care, but it certainly didn’t cover everything there is to know. (I’m wondering; is there a topic that could be adequately addressed in a 750-word article?) I had consciously worked to deal with my codependency issues for nearly two decades. Nothing I learned …

Self Care as the Highest Form of Care

I was appalled when I was introduced to this concept. How on Earth could anyone claim that putting myself before others was a good thing, let alone the MOST CARING thing I could do!?! The concept defied everything I had been taught for as long as I could remember. I …