Today, I had an “ah ha” moment where I realized; I’ve turned every single aspect of daily functionality into a task on my to-do list of life. I am consumed with the idea of organizing and formulating the next task that needs to be complete.
Read MoreBack in 2017 Kerri & Chris Morgan came to la femme knowing that their journey to become parents was a topic that needed attention and support. I will let Kerri’s blog fill you in on all the details on infertility, IVF and ultimately their decision to adopt two embryos. Kerri and I had known each other for a few years and she knew that la femme was blossoming into a nonprofit. She has been a sounding board and an advocate all wrapped into one, she knows all the intimate details to our mission and our dream to make la femme a platform for tough topics that need to be heard.
Read MoreSocial media sometimes allows us to connect with people that we’ve never met before and sometimes those people provide a sense of companionship that even “the authors” don’t even realize how largely they’ve impacted others. With the right platform we are able to reach the masses and provide comfort in what sometimes feels so isolating.
Trisha Hughes is that person for me. And here’s a little bit on as to why.
Read MoreThe dKol la femme Project is officially a non-profit where your contributions are tax deductible!
Read MoreI can blame my desire for privacy on the fact that I’m a Scorpio. I can admit I’m independent. I can also tell you that I’m typically the person that says “I’ve got this” even when I don’t.
Read MoreAs you can read, we have mentioned how you can best help us now and as we set up to begin our first fundraiser. For obvious reasons, sharing our mission, our project, our stories is a driving force to spreading the word and helping us get out there. But we believe the key ingredient to helping us to reach your own networks, is if you add in your own voice.
Read MoreHere I go, unveiling my story, god this makes me feel extremely vulnerable and anxious.
How did I get here?
For as long as I can remember, I need to find a reason for everything. I’m seeking insight, accountability, I want growth.
Life changed drastically for me in 2013. What I now know as depression and anxiety, words that were not on my radar during that first deep dark bout with depression. I didn’t understand what anxiety meant. What felt like endless weeks that eventually turned into months of feeling depleted of any positivity or happiness…
Read Morede·ci·sion /dəˈsiZHən/ noun
1. a conclusion or resolution reached after consideration.
It seems as if at almost every turn of life there is something that is challenging us to question our options and whether or not we are making the right choice.
It's like this constant pit in my stomach. It keeps turning ever so slightly, uneasy, and nauseating. It feels like it only takes the brush of a light breeze to send it whirling into full spiral mode. Grasping for anything that feels stable - anything that feels real in the world of make believe the mind creates.
Read MoreI can remember writing this journal page vividly. My hope was if I could see the patterns of the spiraling down, I could grab ahold of the signs and triggers of the isolation I was feeling. It took a long while before I could begin creating a plan to dig myself out of the recycled patterns of the darkness I was living in.
Read MoreSelf-hate can come in many forms and in varying severities. For Melissa, this hate was severe enough to trigger harm at her own hands.
“I cut myself for the first time when I was 11,” Melissa shared. She struggled to see the beauty within herself and to find enough self-love to bury the pain – even if it was just a little bit. She always found curves on women to be beautiful, yet when she looked in the mirror and saw her beautiful curves, she felt disgust. Why, she wondered, were curves beautiful unless they were reflecting back at her?
Read MoreFollow us on social media (links below). Share our posts, put them in your stories, tell others what we stand for and what la femme means to YOU. Why do you follow along, what stories have you connected with, etc. The more passionate we can be, the bigger the community we will grow, in turn the more funding we can raise, which will help us offer a larger platform for more stories to be told. Help us get the message out to the community that we are a brand new charity and we need our mission to be heard.
Read MoreIf you have been connecting with our stories and would like to become a part of our growing team of volunteers, we would very much like to hear from you. We are in the process of creating a list of interested people in our community that will play key roles in helping us officially launch The dKol la femme Project in 2019.
Read MoreSo here I am, starting my first note of gratitude that I’m sharing publicly. I plan on writing more of these, along with Kay, but we both want to invite you to write in to us and share with us a note of gratitude that you would like to post to the la femme community. I encourage you to write in to stories@thedkollafemmeproject.com with your note and be sure to tell us who you and your friend are, so we can be sure to tag them into the note!
Read MoreI’m frustrated, I’m angry, and I am really embarrassed. After sitting with “the situation” I am referring to for a few days, it dawned on me that it was time to use my own voice and blog about this recent situation I experienced. In this situation I am referencing, I noticed that someone’s voice was stripped from them because of catty talk that ultimately translated to adults bullying kids under their breath. This fell upon my ears as I was in clear ear shot to the adults talking off to the side. What I noticed was these adults were also just steps away from their own children who were sitting together speaking on the same topic, and unfortunately in the same way as their parents.
Read More“What a cowardly thing to do.” “How selfish of them” “What about the kids?” “How could they do something like this to their loved ones?” “But, they were always so happy.” “Why didn’t they ask for help?” Do these “innocent” phrases sound familiar to you? Surely, you’ve heard at least one of these statements from at least one participant in every conversation you’ve had about suicide. Maybe you, yourself have even uttered these normalized expressions of grievances. Am I right? Now – if you’ve said these things, or anything having a similar meaning when discussing someone who’s committed suicide, before you feel attacked or defensive, please listen…
Read MoreYou are so used to being identified and known for what or who they think you “are”… are you your job, are you your disease, are you your abuse, are you your anxiety, your gender, your body, your looks? Your answer to this question doesn’t matter because really, you are what they choose to define you as today, likely to be different tomorrow. But, you know that you are not defined by what you do, or how you look, or any one single thing that builds the package that is you. The pressure of creating definitions, and attempting to fit pieces of you into varying small little boxes feels like too much to handle. You’re left standing there holding pieces of yourself that have no place wondering where these “you’s” belong.
Read MoreFrom a young age, Ashley saw the challenges and darkness that life can bring. She saw instability, fighting, sickness, alcoholism, death, physical-mental-sexual abuse at the hands of someone she should have been able to trust, and discomfort in her own house; and soon her own skin. She felt like she had no control of her life, no opinion, and nothing was her own. So – she did something, something that could be her own, something that she could regulate, and something that she now wishes she could go back and reverse; knowing what she knows now.
Read MoreTheir story is intense, it is emotional, it’s sad, and it is personal, but most of all it is celebratory and inspiring. This is the story of Loretta, Christine, and Jamie; a mother and her two daughters. A mother and her two daughters who have been through so much, have struggled, and have fought. A mother and her oldest daughter diagnosed with breast cancer; tragic and heartbreaking, yet this mother (Loretta) radiates with nothing but positivity. The love between these girls is so overwhelming you can actually feel it.
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