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Before your coffee kicks in, sit with this one. ☕

Overwhelm doesn't just exhaust you — it blocks you from reaching for the very thing that could help.
Have you ever been too overwhelmed to even ask for help? Drop it in the comments 👇
#MondayM

I've been pouring sugar into bad coffee for years and calling it a solution.

The coffee is still bad. I just made it harder to taste.

That's what toxic positivity actually is — not cruelty, not carelessness. Just someone who learned, early an

I wrote a letter to myself that I've been sitting with for thirteen years. ☕

It's about breaking, rebuilding, and the long quiet work nobody sees.

The first essay in my new series Letters From the Middle of It is live now.

Link in bio. 🔗

a poem I wrote earlier this morning🤍

I kept looking for the next thing to make me feel ready.
Another certification. Another system. Another website.
To make me feel enough.

Six years of spinning wheels and somewhere in the quiet of turning 46 — something shifted.

Not dramatical

Spinning wheels.
Reheated coffee.
Learning to stop pushing.

I wrote about it this morning.

It may take time.
But I’m finally willing to move at the pace my life requires.

If you’re in a season of untangling your own pace, I shared the

midlife can feel like a strange in-between when our bodies keep changing the rules.

we’re wise enough to know our limits. And still… we push past them.

We finish the thing. Show up. Push through.

And the bill comes due.

Not because

Midlife has a way of teaching you that grace can be both strong and tender at the same time.

It doesn’t always fix things.
But it can keep your heart intact.

I shared some reflections on that over on Substack today.
If it resonates, I’d

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Still in it. Still sipping.

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