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Mental Health

My Name Is Paulette And I’m A Chronic People Pleaser

Hi. My name is Paulette Parker and I’m a people pleaser. If someone asks me to do something – friends, family, colleagues, bosses – I am almost incapable of saying “no.” Low on cash? If I have it, it’s yours. Wanna hang out? Let’s go! – Even though I’m exhausted and broke. Need me to pick up that shift? Why…

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Lifestyle

Why Every Woman Needs A ‘Girl Tribe’

I’ve experienced, learned and gained so much since starting my blogging journey more than a year ago. But one thing that had stood out more than anything is the tribe of women forming around me that seems to be ever-growing. I started this adventure pretty much alone. I didn’t personally know any other bloggers. So, many of my earliest days were…

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My Divorce Is Final. Now What?
Parenting

My Divorce Is Final. Now What?

Yesterday my ex-husband (that’s a word that’ll make you feel old) and I finalized our divorce. It took six months and more expensive trips to Downtown Detroit than I could afford. It was a semi-strange feeling. Signing our divorce decree in the same building where we signed our marriage certificate. Our marriage officially ending just floors from where it officially…

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Finding The Courage To Follow Your Calling
Mental Health

Finding The Courage To Follow Your Calling

I’ve worked quite a few jobs since entering the workforce in my teens. From fast food, to retail, to banking. And now public radio. While all these jobs were in different industries, I had one common experience while working them: Restlessness. Every job I’ve had, no matter how much I made, how much I loved it, or how great my…

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A Year in Blogging: What I learned and what’s ahead

What an insane year it’s been. And with the craziness of the upcoming holidays over the next couple of weeks, this will most likely be my last blog post of 2017. Wow, that’s bittersweet. I started this blog in February of this year. At the time I was just looking for an outlet for my feelings. I was newly diagnosed…

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Fiction Friday: “A Life of Sundays”

The sun warmed her face as it shined through the white sheer curtains. A breeze blowing through the window shifted and folded the fabric, casting shadows onto the wall. She rolled over; her head coming to rest at the edge of the memory foam pillow. She lowered the white down comforter, tucking it at her bosom. She smiled and stared.…

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