Writer’s block. Self-doubt. Imposter’s Syndrome. Dry spells. It doesn’t matter what you call it, the result is pretty much the same thing: creative burnout.
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I Lost My Mom To Breast Cancer
This was MY MOM. No one should have to fight this hard, this long, on so many different levels while knowing it was a losing battle. But do you know how many times I saw my mom cry in almost 5 years? Twice. Once after her metastasized diagnosis, and then the day I had to tell her it was time for hospice. Can you imagine the kind of strength that took? To face every day knowing your fight was ultimately going to be not enough, and this disease would eventually win?
5 Things No One Tells You About Cancer
October 2016 is when I realized that pink-washing everything may be vital in fighting this disease, but it was nowhere near enough. Because breast cancer is so goddamn much more than a pink ribbon. Bringing awareness to the disease, and even donating the proceeds to research, doesn’t touch on the lives of the women who are in the trenches. Actually fighting it.
Screw This Shit, I’m Out
For all of my decision making life, I’ve been a people-pleaser. It’s not even something I realized about myself until a few months ago, because it’s such a huge part of who I am.
I’ve always believed you get out of the world what you put into it. If all you put out is anger and negativity, that’s what you’d get back from the universe. But if you put good out there, if you helped others and took care of them, you’d get goodness and light back.
