Author: Kate

It’s easy to doubt yourself when your feelings don’t fit what others expect. Maybe you feel sadness when people say you “should be over it.” Maybe you feel anger when others want you to “just forgive and forget.” Maybe you feel lonely even in a crowded room. Here’s the truth: your feelings are your body…

I used to be afraid of my anger. I saw it as something messy and shameful—something to bury deep so no one could see. But the more I buried it, the more it grew, like roots spreading under the surface, cracking things I thought were stable. Now I’m learning that anger isn’t the enemy. It’s…

There’s a deep, quiet intelligence in my body that I’m learning to listen to more and more. It’s not about control or forcing things to happen the way I want; it’s about trust. Trusting that my body knows exactly what it’s doing—even when my mind is filled with doubt or worry. Every ache, every craving,…

When my child has a meltdown or talks back or refuses to do something I asked, it’s easy to feel like I’m doing something wrong—or that they are. But I’ve been learning to pause and remind myself: this isn’t a sign of failure. It’s information. Their behaviour isn’t a reflection of my worth as a…

Just because your story started in pain doesn’t mean it has to end there. Just because someone told you who you were—too emotional, too quiet, not enough, hard to love—doesn’t mean their version is the truth. You are not locked into the roles other people gave you. You can rewrite the script. Maybe you grew…

Recovery isn’t linear. It’s more like a winding path through a thick forest—sometimes I walk with clarity, sometimes I trip over roots I didn’t see coming. There are stretches of stillness where nothing seems to change, and then suddenly, growth bursts through like wildflowers after rain. There were days I felt like bare ground. Nothing…

Listening to my body isn’t always easy, especially in a world that rushes and demands so much. But I’ve learned that when I truly pay attention to what my body needs—rest when I’m tired, food when I’m hungry, space when I feel overwhelmed—I’m doing more than just taking care of flesh and bones. I’m honoring…

Parenting is hard. It stretches you, breaks you open, and rebuilds you again. But there’s this strange idea floating around that unless you’re completely exhausted, constantly sacrificing, and entirely selfless, you’re doing it wrong. Like suffering is proof that you’re a good parent. But that’s not true. There’s no gold medal at the end for…

You weren’t born to perform. You weren’t created to spend your life proving your worth, fixing yourself to be more lovable, or bending into shapes just to keep people close. You are not a project to be improved so that one day you’ll finally “deserve” love. You already do. If you’ve grown up with rejection,…