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The Female Project

Road Trips-Therapy for the Soul

I am a person who loves to escape my life. In my younger days, I was the girl who used to get in the car, pop in a cd, fill up the tank and drive. Destination unknown. The songs were... Continue Reading →

Storm

Today I don't feel alone.  Today I know that there are others who suffer.  Who feel pain.  Who are hurting...and don't know why. Or they know why...but are trying to get better. ...Before I began The Female Project, I read... Continue Reading →

Proceed with Caution

  There are so many days when I feel like I should be walking through my life wearing a safety vest, with the reflective stitching on the back, holding up a ‘Proceed with Caution” sign. I have stumbled, fallen, crashed... Continue Reading →

When Darkness Falls

Here is where I am… day 22. And let me tell you, it f-ing sucks. Don’t get me wrong, I am super happy that I have made it to day 22, but it has been WAY harder than I had... Continue Reading →

17 years drinking vs 17 days sober

I feel like I am at the beginning of a self evolution. A very slow process of self awareness. A slow reach to the light. When you have been in the dark for so long, you end up not even... Continue Reading →

Accountability

Today is day three and I am going to hold myself accountable to get to day four, and day five, and day six….and more. I am sharing this, because it is hard. This journey is hard because it is a... Continue Reading →

The Negotiator

Not drinking is the hardest thing I have ever tried to do. I knew that this was going to be a big challenge.  But I was going to do it! No matter how difficult, I was strong enough to overcome this.... Continue Reading →

The Universe Knows

Meeting someone for the first time is universally magical. This is because you never know the impact they will have on your life, or the impact you will have on theirs. Like when you meet your best friend for the... Continue Reading →

The Witness

Have you ever seen someone take their last breath of life? I have. I witnessed my father’s last breath. He died alone, with no one by his side but me, and a minister to guide his departure from this world.... Continue Reading →

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