I will never be whole if I stay in the place that broke me. Because the girl I grew into was a sum of those who hurt her most, and that bitter taste in my mouth never turned sweet. Continue reading Sammi Says: I Can’t Go Home
I’m not sure who needs to hear — read — this, but I know I do. Be easy on yourself. You’re human. Continue reading Sammi Says: A Page From My Journal
This isn’t some love letter to the habits that no longer serve me, nor is it a narrative that might drag me from the light. It’s an ode to being human — to loving and losing, hurting and healing, learning and growing. You can’t become the person you want to be if you’re caught up hating and shaming the person who has survived — the patterns that have allowed you to find your grounding. Continue reading Releasing, Growing, and Building a Home
I never seem to enjoy happiness without this deep gnawing inside my gut. To feel anything, I must feel everything. Is that simply a result of being alive, or is there something wrong with me deep inside? Continue reading Sammi Says: Who Am I Without My Pain?
It’s hard to bury the idea of someone. You can’t throw dirt on their name just to numb the pain, but you can’t bring them flowers, either. Continue reading Sammi Says: Grieving
There’s no sugar-coating the fact that life is unfair; some pain and suffering are hard to recover from. As a result, we often choose not to recover at all. Instead, we numb our emotions with substances or place blame on other people for the way we feel. We fall into a victim mentality that keeps us small. Continue reading How To Take Your Power Back
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