Snapping out of the old stories

I’m driving home in my car after a very challenging day. I feel physically sick and mentally-emotionally drained. It’s the late afternoon. My eyes are filling with tears as my mental chatter spirals deeper and deeper. “I failed miserably as a mother.”“I give up, I can’t possibly make this right any more.”“I can’t even takeContinue reading “Snapping out of the old stories”

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