I believe that being self-reflective is the key to finding balance and better version of you. All day every day we have this inner dialogue that somehow makes us view ourselves from the outside in–making us question our motivation, our value and our interpersonal relationships. Frankly, it’s annoying. Do you ever get sick of that little shit making you doubt yourself? Don’t you wish that little voice in your head that has you beating yourself up over some stupid thing you said or did would just leave you the hell alone? Perhaps, this is the first time you ever thought of it. Maybe you’re one of the lucky ones that…

There is a great quote by Lao Tzu “If you are depressed you are living in the past, if you are anxious you are living in the future, if you are at peace you are living in the present.” It is so simple, yet so profound. I see this as a common thread in every book I read, every podcast I listen to and every inspirational quote I see on Instagram. No matter where I see it and despite my adult ADD that prevents me from focusing on one source of information–it really does ring true. Let’s unpack that quote line by line for a minute. Living in the past…

I am finally admitting that I am a true Gemini. On one side, I am a hopeless romantic that loves listening to soulful love songs that pour out heartfelt lyrics. I love to watch romantic comedies and love stories that make me cry. My favorite movie of all time is The Notebook and I swear I’ve watched it a thousand times. I cry at the end when they die in each other’s arms every damn time. Then there is the other side of me that’s a cynical bitch that doesn’t believe a word that comes out of a man’s mouth. I always think they are full of shit and I…

I’ve been reflecting a lot lately about my life and all the changes I’ve been through in the past several years. At times, it felt like an uphill battle with one disappointment after another lurching around every corner. Other times, it felt like I was on this path to self-discovery and I knew the universe was testing my strength. One thing I had to hold onto was the faith that all this turmoil in my life was here to show me more about who I am and what I was put on this earth to do. I think I got it figured out. I know my purpose. I just have…

As women, we grow up reading countless stories about growing up and finding our prince. Some women want Prince Charming who will come in on their white horse and take us away to our castle like Megan Markle. While others are channeling their inner Belle, believing they can turn The Beast into the man of their dreams. Either way, we’re screwed. Neither one of those scenarios is a realistic outlook on what healthy relationships should look like. In all of these fairy tales the underlining message is that, the girl has to go through a trauma of some sort to find her prince…her true love. Think about it. Belle had…

Another lesson learned the hard way. Remember that guy I told you about last week? The one I felt a connection with—the one that I had let my guard down with just a little…well that crashed and burned before it even got off the ground. I was out with a girlfriend having dinner the other night. Towards the end of our dinner, I mentioned that I was dating someone and starting to tell her about him and the great sex we had. Her eyes widened and jaw dropped, “Why are you just mentioning this now?!” she yelled. She insisted we pay the check and relocate to have another drink, so…

The title got your attention, didn’t it? Let’s talk about sex, making love, getting it in, doing the dirty, getting laid, the horizontal mambo, intercourse, getting a piece of ass, fuck buddies, gettin’ busy… whichever of the hundreds of euphemisms you prefer. We’re going to go deep (pun intended) and talk about sex for women in their forties. Now, let me preface this by letting you know that I am a recovering Irish Catholic and I was raised to think sex was a sin that would send me straight to hell. I’ve had a lifetime of brainwashing telling me that “good girls” don’t have sex before marriage and even when…

In my quest to find the love of my life, my soulmate, my person, the man of my dreams, if you will, I can’t help but reminisce about the good old days. Remember when dating consisted of seeing a cute guy across the room at the roller skating rink and all you had to do was look over his way and give him a quick glance to show him you were interested? Remember the guy hanging out at the movie theater arcade that you wanted to talk to and after an hour to work up the nerve, he came up to you and asked for your number? You had to…

As I look back at my journey through this thing called life, I can finally take a step back from my experiences and be grateful for the lessons instead of clinging onto the pain and disappointment. I’m finally at a place where I can look at my divorce, losing my job, my financial troubles, my weight gain and the endless string of bad experiences with the dating world as the equivalent of a doctorate in the study of myself. This past January, I made a conscious decision to move forward and “fix my life”. What I discovered was that I didn’t really fix anything other than my mindset.  Yes, I…

Waking up alone in my bed has become the norm. I have a choice. I could wake up feeling lonely and depressed or I could wake up being grateful for the freedom to start my day any damn way I choose. I choose the latter. Every day you are faced with the choice. The choice to wallow in self-pity or bath in gratitude. We often romanticize being in a relationship and forget just how miserable we actually were being with that person. I don’t know about you, but I rarely see a married couple that is truly happy all the time. In reality, you spend 80% of the time completely…