Changing My Thoughts

One of my goals/intentions/hopes is to catch myself when I am heading down a dark hole (catastrophizing or other cognitive distortions) and to stop, breathe, and break the cycle. I was reading a blog post today, and the author wrote that she says to herself: This is not a big deal. I like that. Most…

If You Can’t Say Something Nice

I hate the word “nice.” It’s been used to describe me one too many times. I suppose being nice is better than being a bitch, but nice, which rhymes with rice, another bland something, is the opposite of spice. Now spice–that has gumption. Nice is another way of saying–no backbone, boring.Being nice started early in…