What were you thinking tree?
If the tree isnât spiraling into regret and self-blame, why do we? Hint: figuring out how it was our fault would have been developmentally wise…
Ever Experience a Mental Hijack?
Ever find yourself mentally sparring with your mother in your own headâlong after the actual conversation ended?
Remothering with AI: Finding Language for the Tangled Moments
“It sounds like a performance of pleasantries wrapped in a nest of unresolved history.”
That reflection? It landed.
Whatâs on Your Heart in These âNow Timesâ?
In these ‘now times’, whatâs lifting you up? What’s draining? I asked our community, and the answers reveal surprising common threads.
Do these answers sound like yours?
The âWeighted Vest Effectâ of Having a Difficult Mother
Understanding the long-term emotional weight of growing up with an emotionally immature, narcissistic, or difficult motherâand how to find relief…
Why Hard Conversations Are Hardâand What to Do When Youâre Not Heard
Why do hard conversations leave you drained, overthinking, or feeling guiltâeven now?
What if the reason isnât what you think?
May: Love it, dread it⊠or feel both?
Motherâs Day and complicated emotions. Hope and accompaniment for those who grew up with an emotionally immature parent.
Recognizing Adaptive Patterns: Unlocking Freedom from Old Roles
Have you ever noticed yourself âhandling what needs to be handledââor fixing, reflexively helping, prioritizing everyone elseâbefore even noticing what you need?
If youâve noticed those patterns, what youâre seeing are adaptationsâwise strategies your system once developed to keep you safe, connected, or accepted. And while they once served us, they can shape how we show upâoften without us even realizing it…
Which brings us to Step Three of the Remothering Roadmap: Recognize Your Adaptations.
Weaponized Guilt vs. Aligned Guilt: How to Tell the Difference
Weaponized guilt or aligned guiltâhow do you tell the difference? And once you do⊠then what?
Emotionally hijacked?
Have you ever found yourself emotionally hijacked by something that seemed small⊠but landed somewhere deep?
~Personal story: tales of a recovering ‘good daughter’