I remember when I would feel so anxious on a Sunday night. Worried about the work load of the week, the responsibilities of having a 3 year old and just life.. But because I’m not living in survival mode anymore, I can build a tent out of chairs, crawl on the floor, laugh, and play with my three-year-old… instead of mentally running from my life. My circumstances didn’t magically disappear. But my nervous system doesn’t see my life as a threat anymore. This is what life after survival mode looks

The world has a way of demanding that women build armor. Between the