Something to ponder: What’s one simple thing you can do today that brings you real joy—without reaching for your phone?
growing up, i was taught boys don’t cry
Growing up, I was taught that boys don’t cry. So I swallowed my feelings. Bit my tongue. Made myself the safe space for everyone else, but never for myself. Because I saw the pain behind the masks people wear. And I wanted to fix it. I wanted to be the person they...
