Communications Articles

There’ve been a couple tough situations in my life that required me to sort and sift through deep emotional wounds that seemed to be void of closure.

Here I sit… on the end of a treadmill that has no home. Yet. The past is dismantled. Boxed. Packed. Moving out the door. The future is not assembled. Yet.

Lately I’ve been hearing and reading about the different labels we like to toss out there about each other. Regardless of topic; political, spiritual, corporate, relationship, etc. It seems people are very easily put into categories or given labels… as if there’s limited types of people in the world.

On a girls night out amongst a couple friends whom I feel very close and comfortable with, ones I can be open-hearted and vulnerable with… you know, your ‘circle of trust’ tribe…. I decided to share some strong emotions I was juggling.