Category Archives: Psychospirituality

"Comparison is the thief of joy"

Comparitious. That’s what I call it. And boy, do I have a big case of comparitious. I compare myself to everything. Well, not everything but it sure feels like it. Studies show [Dare to Compare: Fact-Based verses Simulation-Based Comparison in Daily Life by Amy Summerville and Neal J. Roese] that 12% of all our accounted thoughts are comparative thoughts. That

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Soul-searching through self-worth

I took a bit of a break from writing this past month. I wanted to write about a few things I had been reflecting on, but it just wouldn’t fully surface the way I wanted it to. I took that as a sign that I needed more time to work through the thoughts and allow everything to work its way

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Anger – The misunderstood emotion

Anger is very misunderstood. But it doesn’t have to be. Once we, as a society, begin understanding the reason behind why we experience anger as human beings and what it really means internally, we can then truly accept that anger can be a part of our lives in healthy ways. Anger is part of being a human being. There is

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A day in the life of a deeply feeling soul

“Highly sensitive people are too often perceived as weaklings or damaged goods. To feel intensely is not a symptom of weakness, it is the trademark of the truly alive and compassionate. It is not the empath who is broken, it is society that has become dysfunctional and emotionally disabled. There is no shame in expressing your authentic feelings. Those who are

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Living with rejection and gaslighting

Everyone has, at some point or another, experienced rejection to varying degrees. It’s a part of life. Even though it’s a part of our existence as a human to experience here on Earth, that doesn’t mean that it hurts any less. As someone who has borderline personality disorder, rejection stings immensely more than the average person. It’s something we will

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My Post-Traumatic Growth

Sometimes we need reminders of how far we have come and how deep the hole was that we dug ourselves out of. Today was one of those days as Facebook reminded me of a post I had made on September 30, 2015, at 1:12 am. It went something like this… “I wish my mind worked correctly. I’m so sick of

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