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I got three tattoos this year and I didn't choose a single one of them.

Not the fun kind. Not the "I've always wanted this" kind. These three were part of my external beam radiation treatment for stage three cervical cancer, and I didn't even know they were coming until the day they showed up.

If ...

A woman messaged me after a webinar last month. She was not asking about parenting schedules or who gets the house. She wanted to know one thing: could her husband actually cut her off completely if she left.

That question has stuck with me. Because I hear some version of it more than you would thi...

A client of Erin Davis's sent a video to her group coaching call recently. She was standing in her daughter's bedroom, filming the floor.

Sixty seven dresses. Scattered across the room, tucked into the closet, spilling out from under the bed. She counted seventeen that had actually been worn. The r...

I started chemo the week of Christmas.

Not the week after. Not "let's ease into the new year." The actual week of Christmas. There was no time to sit with it, no time to research alternatives, no time to even really feel scared yet. I was handed a pile of pamphlets, told treatment needed to start w...

I remember hearing something as a kid that stuck with me way longer than it should have. "He's only pulling your pigtails because he likes you." Cute, right? Except it wasn't cute. It was the first lesson a lot of us got in excusing bad behaviour and calling it affection.

I sat down recently with J...

A few years ago, I was mid-conversation with someone at an event, nodding along, making the right faces, and I had absolutely no idea what they'd just said. I was too busy thinking about what I was going to say next.

Sound familiar?

I recently sat down with Jaimie Abbott for the podcast, and about...

You know that feeling. A message comes through, and before you've even finished reading it, your thumb is already typing the defense.

I'm guilty of it too. Someone sends something loaded, unfair, dramatic, or just plain wrong, and every part of you wants to set the record straight. Right now. In fu...

I want you to picture this for a second.

You send a simple text about pickup time. Something totally logistical. And somehow, twenty minutes later, you're in a full blown argument about something that happened three years ago.

Sound familiar?

If you've been trying to co-parent well with someone w...

Has anyone ever asked you how you knew you were ready?

Because if they have, I'd bet money your honest answer was the same as mine.

You didn't.

I have never once felt ready for the big things in my life. Sometimes not even the small things. Not once. And if you're sitting there right now waiting ...

Have you ever fired off a text you regretted within the hour?

Not even a full hour. Sometimes it's minutes. You hit send, put your phone down, and immediately feel that little drop in your stomach. Why did I say that.

I've done it. More times than I want to admit. Someone says something, and every...

It's some silly o'clock in the morning. You're lying there, wide awake, running the exact same conversation through your head. Again.

What you should have said. What you'll say next time. What it all means, in a spiral that somehow gets a little more dramatic every single time you play it back.

So...

Picture this.

It's 11pm. The kids are asleep. The house is quiet. And you are sitting on the couch next to someone you've been with for years, feeling more alone than you've ever felt in your life.

You're not fighting. Nothing dramatic is happening. But something in you knows. Something has known ...