I am so very honored to have Hayley Lau here today. This guest post is very important to me. It is a shining example of Permission-Based Healing, though I don’t claim to say that Hayley was influenced by my work when she wrote it. In her courage, Hayley is one of the deepest writers I know. She…
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I’m sorry to say that I will not be able to hold the PPD SpeakEasy support phone chat that was scheduled for this coming Tuesday. DH and I are both dealing with spinal ouches. His pain is much greater than mine. ‎3 days ago he herniated disc in his lower back. Recovery time is a total…
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Written on
December 30, 2011 by
Yael in
Anxiety,
Comfort-Zone,
Experimenting,
Fear,
Gratitude,
guilt,
Permission-Based Healing.,
Postpartum Depression,
PPDemons,
Progress,
Rainy Day Letters,
Self-Care,
Self-Kindness,
Setbacks,
Trust
And the the giveaway winner is: Laura. Hugs to all who didn’t win this time, more chances coming soon. This post is dedicated to my beloved #ppdchat friends. I’ve been so consumed with creating events and classes here in Ithaca, that I’ve been rather absent on twitter. I miss you all, I’ll be back soon….
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This post is dedicated to Amy B. I am stroking your hair and sending adoption papers Godspeed your way. Forced Gratitude Tastes Like Guilt Now that’s a title for a Thanksgiving post, isn’t it? As a mother recovering from anxiety and depression, there are plenty of moments where I have zero access to the truckloads…
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Written on
September 23, 2011 by
Yael in
Anxiety,
Blogging,
Comfort-Zone,
Community,
Fear,
Listening to the Body,
People I Love.,
Permission-Based Healing.,
Postpartum Depression,
Suicide Prevention,
Trust
Just bear in mind that you have to follow the outline religiously, the same way it is done in mfa creative writing.
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This is an old post, now new and improved, revisited for two reasons: one, my are making it hard to write new posts these days. But more importantly, I wrote this in November 2010, when my blog was still a baby. Chances are you’ve never seen this before, and kookys taste much better when we…
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