You know what pisses me off? The idea that feelings can be wrong. That emotions are inherently good or bad.

But I’m a big believer in owning our own truth without having to validate it against the experiences of others, so here I am, reflecting on the clothes currently hanging on my washing line.

You have the power to look at any given situation and ask yourself: Is this a me problem or a them problem?

I've realised that one of my best indicators of well-being is the condition of my plants.

Parenting is fucking hard. That is all.

Must get caught up! Must get caught up!

What I can tell you is that when I started establishing and maintaining boundaries I stopped enabling my son and he started on a journey of recovery and healing.

If we want to make the world a better place, if we want to make contributions of value, build connection.

Say it with me, I'm good at [insert superpower here]