Because that’s how survivors are built. One shared story at a time. One encouraging word at a time. One hug at a time.
Regardless of which side of the COVID mask you prefer, this latest musician-meets-political debacle begs the question, do those with influence bestowed upon them have the privilege of sharing their political beliefs with the public or, should they, as athletes have been told, just shut up and play?
It turns out she was dripping with demons, too, which reared up about a year into their relationship and roared like an uncontained forest fire, burning through everyone around her. But his love for her kept him at her side through shattering tantrums, suicide threats, night terrors, a gut-wrenching eating disorder.
It sucked to be Adam. But he put his faith in the power of love.
I remember when I was a morose teenager, I used to look at my retired grandmother and think, “I wish I could just skip to where she is in life.” Meaning, I wish I could bypass all the hard work and life lessons and just coast until the end. I’m reminded of that time and mindset every time I hear
Got the yips? Be grateful. They may have an inherent life lesson.
Our culture tends to grant guys a free pass and girls a push down. We’ve been talking about this for decades now.