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To be honest, I cannot keep up with reviews of all the books I read. I read way too much, still too much, despite my best intentions. The goal of one book per week (which is already excessive according to my husband) is a no-go. I need books to survive, and I cannot deny it;
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Nobody tells you.Nobody tells you that putting yourself first means putting others second, by definition. And for a lifetime people pleaser like me, that is a feat. A feat I am learning, but it takes time. Also, nobody tells you that accepting yourself as you are (another lovely cliché) is more difficult than it seems.
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Somehow, I thought it was a good idea to give fantasy a break. I cannot say I regretted it; I can only say this one hit too close to home. So much so that I read and re-read it after, unable to move on from it. There are some ways to love that get imprinted
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The world is divided between those who understand the beauty of bathing in the blood of the people who did you wrong and those who don’t. I, unfortunately, belong to those who understand.
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Living intensely, on the brink of burnout, while being a devoted mother. Nobody said it would be easy, but I will be damned if I don’t, at least, try it out. Just tell me, one more time, that it cannot be done.