The scars told the story of a warrior who did not succumb to their wounds. One who lived to fight another day, even if the fight was on the inside. And one who had a body willing to fight for it and heal what was broken, even if it could never be the same.
Dying to be Pretty
In a society where the truth is presented as a lie and the liars our saviors, it will take quite a bit of self-reflection to get to this point of wisdom, but if we band together, we can do it. We have the power to make inner beauty the trend. If not for ourselves, for the health and well-being of our children and grandchildren.
How Anxiety Taught Me To Live
THE ONLY WAY OUT IS THROUGH. I've suffered from panic/anxiety disorder since 2009, when I experienced my first panic attack in the Brooklyn/Battery Tunnel. My ears started ringing, my hands shook, and my legs trembled so much I could not keep my foot on the gas. I thought I was having a heart attack at [...]