Tag: healing
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To Understand Fetch, You Have to Meet Gretchen
You may know Gretchen as a chef or as the woman behind Fetch, but there’s a whole lot of life behind what she’s building. She’s fierce, funny, vulnerable and completely herself. There’s so much more to how she got here than most people know. This is Gretchen, and I really want you to know her.
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Three hours until takeoff
Three hours before I was supposed to leave for the airport, I was sitting in an emergency room listening to a doctor explain why I shouldn’t get on the plane. My heart sank as I realized I had to choose between the safest decision and a dream I’d carried for years.
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Yesterday, I Needed Quiet
For the past few weeks, I’ve been sleeping more than I have in a long time. I’ll wake up only to fall back asleep again. Projects I’ve been excited about sit untouched. Chores around the house feel bigger than they should. I honestly don’t know why. Yesterday was no different. I almost didn’t go.
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The Things Beneath the Thing
Lately I’ve been reminded that trauma rarely lives in one moment. It weaves itself through years of experiences, attaching itself to people, words, memories, and feelings we don’t even realize are connected. This week, my brain decided it was finally time to show me a few of those connections, and as uncomfortable as that was,…
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241 Days Later
For so much of the last week, I have been focused on what felt broken. The Body Dysmorphia. The RSD. The exhaustion. The darkness that likes to lurk in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to convince me that I am weaker than I really am. Monday reminded me that while those things may always…
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Loved Anyway
After several days spent battling Body Dysmorphia, RSD, exhaustion, guilt, and self-doubt, I walked into my first confession expecting to leave feeling lighter. That isn’t exactly what happened. What I found instead was something I wasn’t looking for: reminders that even in the middle of my mess, my mistakes, and my struggles, people kept showing…
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The Whys
Some days sadness feels heavy. Other days it’s not sadness at all. It’s exhaustion. The kind that settles into your bones after you’ve spent days fighting battles nobody else can see. The kind that makes simple decisions feel overwhelming and turns every unanswered question into something larger than it probably is. Friday wasn’t about answers.…
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Where Love Stays
Dave welcomed me into his life with open arms and a smile that made you feel like you belonged. Five years later, I sat beside his bed as his final days unfolded, holding his hand and trying to make sense of the quiet, painful reality of goodbye. This is the story of those final days,…
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Finding Peace in Grief: A Journey Through Loss
There was a moment when I truly believed I had found my footing. Not because everything was resolved, but because something inside me finally felt safe enough to soften. The constant tension eased. My body stopped bracing. I wasn’t chasing peace anymore — I was living inside it. The garden and the kitchen weren’t the…
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2025: The Year I Learned How to Live Inside Myself
In February, my body crossed a line I didn’t know how to prepare for. Surgical menopause didn’t arrive as a single event; it arrived as a reckoning, layered with a complexity no one had fully warned me about. Looking back now, I realize I’d been moving through perimenopause for years, unknowingly carrying its subtle shifts,…
