so i stayed. i sat with the discomfort. i let myself feel the things i’d been numbing with busyness and discipline. and slowly, in ways i can’t map on a timeline, i began to see myself differently. i started noticing how harsh my inner voice had become — the one that measured everything in terms of enoughness. and instead of obeying it, i began to... See more

I love the idea of solitude being a gift. I think we can be afraid of being lonely, but if you figure out a way to own it and see it as a treasure and a pleasure and a joy, then it can be quite comforting. I have a place to go in my head that’s just my place, and no one ever gets to that place. I value that alone time so much. I wouldn’t be able to

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