It was another Thursday. And I was getting weighed by a nurse with a saccharine tongue, while simultaneously looking above the number on the scale, hoping I was giving off an “I’m totally cool with my weight” vibe fighting...
As I’ve gotten older, I have learned the virtues of pausing before reacting, especially when I’m stressed or upset. (Oh, how I wish it was easier to remember this in the moment!) I’ve realized that the secret behind “the...
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When it comes to being still, I’m not what one would consider an overachiever. I vividly remember the first day of my first post-college “big girl” job—by 10:00 am, I thought to myself, “Wait, so I...
I have never, ever been good at staying still. From tossing and turning in my sleep to setting my meditation app to three minutes at most, wiggling is a part of who I am (to the chagrin of everyone...
I love how quiet my house is at certain times of the day. No one needs anything; the rooms are still and peaceful. I try to capitalize on these moments whenever possible, even if they’re hardly any time at all....
I have been trying to pay attention lately. Maybe you have, too. I’ve been thinking how attention has felt so different this past year than in any other year of my life. The pandemic—its monotony and its disruption—seemed to wreak...
Writer’s Note: Please note that the word “women” in this article is intended to be inclusive of anyone who identifies as a woman, including transgender, gender-fluid, and non-binary individuals.
I’m going to write a little story I’m uncomfortable telling. Because all good...
How would you define feeling stuck in a rut? For me, it’s when I can’t imagine doing, or even think about doing, a single thing. My to-do list, though full of tasks that I often enjoy, seems strenuous. And...
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If there’s one person you’ve probably been spending a lot more time with this past year, it’s you. So. How’s that been going? As an introvert, parts of me are thriving in isolation but,...
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Exactly one year ago, I went for lunch with my mom and younger brother. A crowded Malaysian restaurant, we each stole bites from one another’s entrees and shared an appetizer: a scenario which feels almost unimaginable now....
