I’m sorry for the things I say here. I’m also happy I have this outlet so I don’t take my frustrations out in some other way.
Arguments, like the universe, are filled with a whole lot of nothing.
Our children are our greatest mirrors. Here’s the story of how my depression and Brilliant Transformation played out as a mirror in my son’s life.
I grew up in a world where the only acceptable male emotions were anger, aggression, dominance, and narcissistic pride. Anything else was weakness and made you “gay.”
People need spaces in which they can speak honestly about their pain and anger.
Your grouch stands between you and the life that you want to live.
From anger to acceptance to forgiveness to hope.
Melancholics understand that the world is full of folly and greed (and aren’t seeking revenge).
Maybe. But like rebuilding a house destroyed by a hurricane, it will never be exactly the same.
We do not need to feel sick with hate, but instead we should feel charged with love for our community.
I could be mad about it. I could do things to get even. But I won’t. I have to rise above the blame and “imagine” that she’s doing the best she can.
“I know you feel like you have nothing left, that you have tried everything and yet, the bad guys just keep winning.”
Compassion and caring can make a big difference with children, even when they aren’t your own.
Donald Trump has unleashed a plague on The United States that must be stopped.
The Republican campaign tag line was “In your heart you know he’s right.” The Democratic response was “In your guts you know he’s nuts.”
Do you know the difference between ‘wallowing’ vs ‘processing’ negative emotions?