Since I realized that feeling my feelings, whatever they are, is so important to my mental and social health, I built a few tools to whip out when feelings come up.

What can we do in the face of life happening? Especially the hard parts, the cruel bits.

When we are beyond threshold, there is nothing we can do. It’s like losing steering and we can’t take our foot off the gas.

Those moments when you had the sense someone was there… there was. It was you.

It’s all just too much. It honestly is. We try to pretend it isn’t, but that’s a silly lie. It’s absolutely too much, yet somehow we are still all doing it.

When I bury or run from feelings, they still come out, just in strange ways.

Here is what I’m learning: feelings are the heart of everything.

Whether it’s conscious or unconscious, we all do it.

It’s been a year since one of my best friends of the last decade left this world.