![Small Life, Slow Life: Why is Letting Go So Freaking Hard?! [Tips, tricks, quotes + a story.]](https://smalllifeslowlife.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/large.jpg?w=160&h=120&crop=1 "Small Life, Slow Life: Why is Letting Go So Freaking Hard?! [Tips, tricks, quotes + a story.]")
I had to forgive someone recently. Let’s just call a spade to spade: man, it’s shitty to have to do it. And I knew I had to do it, because thoughts of this person were consuming my mind. I couldn’t sleep. And no matter how well things were going on any particular day, my conversations … Continue reading
I love the above quote because it is true. It’s all the advice I read when I was struggling, and in the end, it was the only thing that worked. Trying to manifest things back failed. Making a love altar in the northeast corner of my apartment failed. Even crying for weeks in a therapist’s office … Continue reading
Long time, no blog! 🙂 I’ve had this post milling in my thoughts for some time now, and you’ll soon see why I had to wait until now to write it. It was an incredible holiday season this year, much better than the previous holidays. I was super into it, work was busy and incredible, … Continue reading
Hey guys! I’m sipping coffee on this warm Saturday afternoon feeling totally happy and relaxed. Life has been, seriously, pretty freakin’ great lately. For one, my adrenal fatigue is finally healed after years of suffering and months of work with my doctor. I’m on supplements and I pulled all irritating foods out of my diet … Continue reading
Sunday, 6pm: kneeling down to lock the door at work after a long, satisfying week. I was saying goodbye to a dear friend and her baby who had come to visit and we lingered in the doorway, chatting. Then, as it happens rarely but surely a few times during one’s lifetime, I had the unique, definite … Continue reading
Happy Sunday, y’all. Got this one in my inbox this morning. Thank you, dear Anonymous, for sharing your story. I remember when this happened to me. Four terrible months of crying daily. And then, in the span of a few minutes, the change. The realization that life could go on. That love is our only … Continue reading
I let him go. Really. I know too well what it’s like to be nursing a broken heart, thinking I’d do anything to get back with my former flame. I’ve thought of every tactic out there. Lonely months went by and I slimmed down to a ghostly version of my former, happy self. I alienated … Continue reading
