anxiety
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The Place Between Shock and Grief
I thought about death today. I know it might feel a little cliché that the last time I wrote on my blog, I was also dealing with grief, but there is something so different yet similar when faced with the loss of someone that you used to know.
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It’s All About the Little Things
In light of the little things, in light of transparency, and in light of the fact that I hope maybe this might help someone (anyone), here’s my list of little things I’ve been trying to do just to feel a little bit better, to love myself a bit better, and to feel a little bit…
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Life Moves Fast (Apparently So Do I)
I bought a condo in the middle of a pandemic. I didn’t think I’d be uttering those words in 2021, but somehow, three months into the new year, this is what’s happened.
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A Good Day for a Spa Day
It’s funny sharing a birthday with the global pandemic: while I celebrate yet another 365 days around the sun, I couldn’t help but hate that we had somehow made it through 365 days of social isolation and no travelling. Emphasis on that last point.
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Embracing the Gold
Lately I’ve been reminded of the Japanese art of Kintsugi: putting broken pieces back together with gold. It’s a metaphor that reminds us to embrace the flaws and imperfections – that in those cracks you can find something new. But lately, as I think about it, it’s reassuring to think our hearts can do that,…
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The Year of Be
While reading Anxious People by Fredrik Backman, I couldn’t help but be reminded of the humanity that exists in all of us. Of the shared happiness and fears and anxiety and joys that come with connection.
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Let’s Talk, For Real
From running to the ER from my apartment one morning where I couldn’t stop crying to the nurses on duty; to waking up at 2 am in the Dominican where I crawled into my parents’ hotel room so I could feel some comfort as I curled up against my mother; to crying many nights to…
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How to Do Curaçao the Dushi Way
If your roommate ever asks if you want to get away for 7 days, answer yes: always yes. That’s exactly how I found myself on the gorgeous Dutch-owned island of Curaçao.
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