You might not have called it grief—but it can feel like a loss all the same. This reflection explores the experience of losing who you were, and how sharing that space with someone else can begin to change how you carry it.

A childhood belief can quietly shape how we show up in life and relationships. Here’s what happened when I uncovered one I carried for 57 years.

“You’re slacking.” That familiar little voice in my head when I felt like I hadn’t done enough.   In the past, I would have been that hard on myself. Even if nothing could have been further from the truth — I would have criticized myself nonetheless.   Until recently…   I’ve been quiet in your inbox, that’s true. And I didn’t add a single line to my manuscript  The Woman I Had to Find  for the past eight weeks. That’s true too.   But not communicating with the “outside world”