Whenever I find myself feeling down, or stressed out about assignments or exams, I think back to what the stories mean to me, and I feel a calming sense of belonging to this exclusively intimate and almost sacred career.
Whenever I find myself feeling down, or stressed out about assignments or exams, I think back to what the stories mean to me, and I feel a calming sense of belonging to this exclusively intimate and almost sacred career.
In the days that bleed into months following loss, it can be hard to move forward. Why do we linger and hold onto things that are hurting us? And what does it do to us?
