Shannon Eichenauer Writer

Forgive your damn self and embrace who you are right now. That’s what I did. Sometimes showing up is two minutes. Sometimes two minutes feels impossible. I’ve been there, and there were the days when I believed I wasn’t worth even that.

Even If I’m Just an Echo I don’t often reach out in this way. There’s always that quiet fear of not hearing back of sending something out and being met with silence. But this year, if you remember, I promised myself that c…

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"You’re learning to ask for what you need. You’re learning to accept what you deserve. You’re trying to hold onto this idea of worthiness that still feels a little unfamiliar. People tell you you’re worthy. They tell you you’re loved.

And maybe for the first time, you’re starting to believe it."

Letters to My Healing… Dear Sunday Self, You’re standing in a strange and awkward place in your healing one that took four long, exhausting years to reach. A place shaped by a car accident and a lifetime of traumas that …

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"I see and sit with others in their pain. I see and sit with my own.
Then, I get up. I walk. I live this miracle life the best I can."

When your world is shattered no one hears it. This sound this morning it’s hard to hear.It brought immediate chills and shivers because my body knows.It will always know. My foot was there, cold and uncovered. Socks within reach. A blanket nea…