Oh my gosh please don’t let it pass you by.
Please get off your phone and talk to the person sitting next to you if you’re here on the Internet and you shouldn’t be.
Not every day, but more frequently than some, I end my day with a sobfest-style panic attack.
Panic attacks are different for absolutely everyone. No panic attack for me is the same, though I’ve definitely caught on to my triggers and repetition of behavior.
Sometimes all I need is a really long walk and a hug. So I do it for myself, by myself, to heal myself, from myself.
Let's disrupt what it means to read about corners of this Earth online. Raise your hand if you want to see perfectly edited pictures of bloggers living their best life in every dang city you never even thought you wanted to visit. Oh, you don't? Me neither.
I asked on this Instagram post for ideas on how to share about travel without cluttering the Internet with another blog post no one wants to read. Here's what some of you said:
I learned from my counselor this week how mindfulness and tapping into what it feels like to be at “peace” is comparable to eating healthy / taking some vitamins / drinking lots of water / etc. - you do these things to prevent or diminish the effects of getting sick.
Hi, I'm Chlo.
I've been writing stories inspired by my real and imaginative experiences since I learned at age 7 that if you fold and staple construction paper together, it sort of looks like a real book. I have always craved soul serving stories- ones that melt like butter in your mind as you hear your heart explained out loud.
This here is my home away from home. When I'm not exploring neighborhood coffeehouses, driving down the Pacific Coast (again), or loving on all my people - I'm probably here, with you. Come on in! Scroll around. I hope you feel less alone.