Join me for A Date with a Death Doula

- People who will die
- People who will care for a dying person
- People navigating grief and death in a death-phobic culture
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We all know a superiority complex when we see one. Marked by an exaggerated sense of importance, this complex is actually a defense mechanism that compensates for feelings of unworthiness. It says, “Look at how fantastic I am! Don’t you love me?” It’s textbook, really. Who hasn’t met a giant a-hole exhibiting this “big dog”…
I used to share opinions online in a very unfiltered way. Honesty has always been incredibly important to me, otherwise, we’re just wasting precious time. In my effort to tell it like it was, I came off as self-righteous and naïve. I realized I had to get better at expressing myself in a way that…
I was in the third grade when my grandfather died of brain cancer. I was a neon-scrunchie-wearing, freckle-faced kid who’d obliviously asked him what he thought of the Lisa Frank Valentines I was creating for my classmates only a week before his passing. He couldn’t answer, of course, his eyes yellowed and his body still,…
One of the biggest things I struggled with after my mom died was dealing with people who had not experienced anything similar and/or had zero compassion for the grieving. (You’d be surprised how many people have experienced a death and still aren’t extending any “get-out-of-jail-free” passes when they see someone walking a path they…
Are you or someone you love afflicted with the life-altering condition known as Man-Baby Syndrome? Do you suffer from a sudden lack of courage coupled with passive aggressive behavior? Do you pout and whine about simple things? Do you blame others for your own blatant failures? Man-Baby Syndrome, or MBS, is a serious condition that commonly affects…
I always thought that “joy” was such a trivial word. Like many, I thought it was an over-simplified synonym for happiness. I often heard it spouted by over-zealous Christians who, to me, were the same people who stuck their heads in the sand at the first sign of any kind of unrest. Joy was an…