Inner Renovations Project

Don’t Tell Me to BREATHE

My life was so busy, that I was forgetting to breathe. I was doing more of a low-grade hyperventilation as my stress and anxiety were propelling my legs and flailing my arms in whatever direction it seemed would alleviate the moment’s tension. That’s not living. Unless you’re a chicken with her head cut off. And… Continue reading Don’t Tell Me to BREATHE