Your Inner Child

I want to tell you about five-year-old Maren because 20 (twenty.. really?) years later thinking about myself as a child isn’t just a great way to reminisce about the good old times.
It is a way to make sure that I am taking care of myself right now.

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The Black Dog

What I’ve felt this week didn’t ‘make sense’. I couldn’t explain it. I truly don’t have many reasons to be unhappy. I did just get married a couple of weeks ago, and I live a good, easy life. Which is why it was so hard for me to allow that negativity. I felt guilty for feeling anything other than over the moon.

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