Category: Blogs
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There are certain friendships that never make sense to most people. They don’t spring from shared hobbies or after-work drinks or the easy comfort of…
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Stacy Ann Blake had always been the girl with big dreams in a small town. Born and raised in the quiet countryside of Moruga, Trinidad,…
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Rachel had always sensed something was off in her family but she couldn’t name it at first. It wasn’t until she was around twelve or…
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I was set up to fail from young. Not with violence. Not with cruelty. But with the kind of quiet discouragement that seeps into your…
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It was a slow Sunday afternoon when I stumbled upon it again. Nestled between a half-toppled stack of books and scribbled notebooks, Atomic Habits peeked…
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Mira had spent her whole life believing in the power of persistence. She had grown up surrounded by stories of people who refused to give…
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My worldview of ethics was once simple – do the right thing, always, especially when no one is watching. It was an unshakable principle, ingrained…
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I stepped into the office as my heart brimmed with excitement – the kind of excitement you feel when dreams finally take shape. I had…
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There was a time when Carlene could not imagine her life without this work. It wasn’t the job that paid the bills, but the quiet…
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Christine didn’t cook. It wasn’t that she refused out of rebellion or pride. She simply didn’t like it, didn’t have the skill for it, and…
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