I experienced a huge life shift around this time last year, I lost My closest friend, finished up a project that took nearly everything out of Me and had a slight breakdown. I retreated into Myself for a while when I wasn't working directly with clients. I've been very intentional in 2020 about how I network. I've had the pleasure of giving two of My most in-depth and fulfilling interviews in recent months. I've listened to both repeatedly, marveling and My strength, persist
I've never felt safe and comfortable sleeping at night. If I did, it was so long ago that I have no recollection of it. Growing up in a house that was not only rife with domestic violence, but illnesses and even vermin, sleep was not something that came easy. If I tried to list all of the things that happened that made it impossible to sleep at night it would look something like A rat jumped in the bed with us and tried to snatch My baby sister's bottle My stepfather and mom
Writing has saved My life so may times. No matter whether journaling for My own recollection, blogging to inspire others or working on My next book, I love to write. In fact, growing up in a house full of emotional, mental and physical abuse, I spent the majority of My time with My head buried in a book reading or writing My own thoughts. I can't tell you how many days or night that I spent curled up in a corner reading, imagining Myself far away from the reality of My life.