I don’t know about you, but am I really thirty-two?
I Don’t Know About You, But Am I Really 32?
Today I Asked Myself My Story
Author Tess Bates recounts losing a family member to suicide in a heartfelt, raw essay, exploring themes like mental health, grief, shame, worth, and hope.
My First Run Back
The hardest run is always the first run back.
Today I Asked Myself About My Worth
Everyone needs a great flood at some point in their lives to wash away all the bullshit and faulty framework of our unauthentic selves. Since that time, I’ve been able to focus on rebuilding my house on “rock, not sand” if I may be so bold as to borrow a metaphor, so when the floods come again, as is inevitable in life, “who I am” will continue to stand. And I have founded my house firmly upon my worth.
Today I Asked Myself About Rebuilding With Worth
A monumental, seismic shift inside happens when you first realize your worth. Shameful, hateful self-talk that had previously made sense before— that had shaken and scared me so bad that I felt I had to hide who I was—no longer had any power over me. For the first time, my past did not disqualify me from my worth, and shame could no longer convince me to believe otherwise.