Looking at her made my breathing go shallow. Her whole demeanour shouted restraint, self-criticism, anxiety and yet she thought she was hiding it so well underneath that forced smile, that nonchalant masculine attitude and that layer of just a little bit too much body fat. She thought nobody noticed how she was beating herself up […]

If I saw this title back when I still was stuck in anxiety disorder, I’d feel shocked. And I’d open the post and read it. And that’s why I named it so, because it’s the only way to reach women in a similar situation and share the following message of hope. Dear, dear precious, tiny […]