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Grief is proof that we have loved. An emotion like any other that needs to be expressed – not suppressed - for its lesson to be truly realized. Grief doesn’t only arrive when someone we love chooses to depart the physical. That’s just its most recognizable form. It surfaces when we say goodbye to a place, a chapter, or a version of ourselves we’ve outgrown. It shows up in quiet moments when a life we could have lived fades into the background – even when we’re grateful we did

When you are triggered, you experience it in the body first with a tightening of your chest or stomach, shortness of breath, sweating, fuzzy thoughts, and lumps in your throat; All happening at once as though time has slowed down. Or sometimes it can be experienced as pure fire, a raw all-consuming rage. A sudden burst of false power where your inhibitions drop, and you feel invincible. This version often leads to confrontation or even violence. What feels like strength— is a

The Comfort Zone is a state of being we maintain to avoid the unknown. It’s a misguided attempt to keep ourselves safe—often manifesting as a tug-of-war between mind and body. It’s the place where the illusion of control lives, where familiar patterns, beliefs, and behaviors dictate our lives, even when they no longer serve us. It often feels  safe—and at one point, it probably was. But it’s built on survival mechanisms and conditioning from the past. Maybe, as a child, every