Recommended: one dose of grief at regular intervals
Like most people, for most of my life, I’ve kept my grief locked up tight. My belief (totally wrong!) was that this humungous grief would destroy me - if I let it out. I worried that if I allowed myself to feel really sad, then trauma would just take over – and my life would be over. I’ve learnt that I was wrong.
The Good Girl Myth: Why Being “Good” Is Bad For You
Here's what nobody tells you about being the good girl: it's expensive as hell. You pay with your voice. Every time you bite your tongue instead of speaking up, you lose a piece of yourself.