When we think of comfort items, we picture kids: dragging a frayed blanket through the living room, clutching a stuffed rabbit with one ear half chewed. We smile, we get it—of course they need something soft and familiar in a world that’s big and overwhelming.

You don't have to be a people pleaser to be a good friend, partner, parent, or person. Kindness and decency don't have to require the abandonment of self.

Why is everyone else allowed to do what's best for them....except you?

Does it make you selfish to put yourself at the center of your choices?

Why does saying "NO" make us all feel so guilty?