Lessons On Love From Waking Up In A Puddle Of Menstrual Blood

It’s almost as if we carelessly abuse our bodies and still expect them to perform as if we have been cherishing, loving, and nourishing them all along!

First things first, I want to apologize for not sending out a post yesterday. I was battling technical demons on so many fronts, from my wifi, the Substack server, and my domain provider. I was going through hell trying to get any work done, and I realized that it would be more effective to simply rest for one day rather than fight for hours to write wi…