After reading Outcasts last week, something from one character (Omar) struck me. He caught himself lying in his head. You know what I'm talking about: "I'm worthless." "I can't do anything right." "I have no gifts." I do it all. the. time. I go to this dark corner, in the cell of my own making,… Continue reading Truth #10: We lie to ourselves
It was the ugliest thing. Ever. And itchy! I'm sure my grandmother meant well when she made the sweater. But there was no way I'd wear it in front of my friends. Ever. The garish pink and turquoise ribbons guaranteed that. And there was lace... Ever. Still, my mother wanted me to say thank you.… Continue reading Truth #6: Be Thankful!