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• kind but firm •

More than anything else, this year I learned about boundaries. And not in the easiest ways. I started 2018 with the realization that something was very wrong in my body. I had developed what doctors vaguely called “CVS” that caused me to wake up mid-panic attack multiple times a week that would progress until I became physically ill. And, as many of you know, I tried everything: new diet, new sleep routine, (several) new doctors, etc. But it wasn’t until I started looking into the way my energy was being drained and stretched and neglected that I noticed a pretty obvious connection. I loved this beautiful little apartment, but realized the noise and city living was throwing my nervous system out of whack. I realized that I had attached myself to several relationships that were deeply degenerative to my energy and spirit, and had developed the same