And if nobody has said it out loud yet, let me be very clear: You are doing the DAMN THING, ma — and you’re doing it WELL. Period.

I’m not God, a therapist, or a trash woman—I don’t recycle people who treated me like I was disposable.

Some of these men are hoping we’ve forgotten who they were. Or worse… hoping we’ve forgotten who we are. The truth is, they’re not sorry.

I did for the plant what I had to do for myself: support, nourish, heal, restore. And just like me, it’s coming back stronger.

This Christmas, I’m celebrating more than just the holiday season. I’m celebrating the end of a year that has challenged me, changed me.....