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Alexandra D'amour

Shame Is Apart Of My Fabric

Sharing my story, the good, the bad, and most importantly, the deeply shameful, have helped me heal. Stories help unveil and dethrone the shame.
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Why I Created A Period Candle

Being mindful around my period was a door. A door to heal sexual trauma. A door to forgiveness, and a door to remembering.
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Losing My Joy

There was a time in my life when I experienced constant anxiety. Obsessive thoughts, excessive worry, and uncontrollable heart palpitations. Fear of the future was constant. Daily. Over time, my anxiety faded. I couldn’t contribute its disappearance to anything specific, but I think it came down to an inner calmness I possessed from being genuinely happy. I...
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I’m Finally Seeing The White In White Spaces.

Suddenly I saw the problem everywhere: There were no women of color at the spiritual events I attended.
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“Your Soul Was Damaged And Your Body Remembers”

I may have forgiven him, but I'd never forgiven myself. I'd never dealt with the shame and the guilt that was, quite literally, buried in the deepest depths of me.
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How To Talk About Money With Your Partner

I Fucked Up A Lot So You Don't Have To

Financial anxiety, extremely high rent prices, and a (un)healthy dose of limiting beliefs around money did not make for breezy conversations in which to plan and manage our finances. The word "money" came with a load of shame and a lot of fear.
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The Woman With All The Side Hustles

Talking Creativity and Productivity With Freelancer Extraordinaire Sara Combs

After many months of trying to book a night at the Joshua Tree House, I finally had the pleasure of staying there last year. Based on the success of this gorgeous Airbnb spot I assumed the owners were living it up on a beach somewhere with no worries in the world.
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Why the Fuck Do I Have All This Makeup?

I realized I’d been carrying around a heavy idea about my self-worth: I was not worthy or beautiful without makeup.
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The Blurry Lines Of Rape

Are Mostly Black and White

It was the first time that I had realized that what happened wasn't okay. It was the first time I said the word, rape.
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