Posts Tagged: insecurity

Whitney, thy name is Insecurity

(I swear, I spent 5 minutes debating which way it goes. Is it Insecurity, thy name is Whitney? I don’t even know anymore) My brain is an exhausting space. Despite the fact that my therapist said I’m over my trauma and don’t need to go to therapy on a biweekly schedule… there’s a lot of

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Learning to take a compliment.

I admit, I’m terrible about taking compliments. I think at our core, we’re all still who we were in high school. And in high school I felt invisible. I was afraid to make a move on anyone I was interested in (after I tried once my freshman year, and he told me he thought of

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