Me & My Shadow

Hello Reader, It has been a while. The thing about grief is that the foundation of your life no longer feels steady. The illusion that it ever was has now been exposed, and that giant spotlight shining on the rubble feels overwhelming — uncertain, unsafe. In fact, nothing feels safe anymore because we now know the truth: that this whole life is only an illusion of safety. At any minute of any day,...

I’m here with our daughter. At a concert in the same venue where you and she went to your last concert together — the final one you’d ever attend with her, and the last one she’d share with you. Because you, my love, have left in physical form. Death has robbed us all of the comfort of your presence. My eyes fill with tears when Billie Eilish starts singing Ocean Eyes. My breath catches. Baby, I s...

I once knew a man who ate glass. I don’t remember his name, but I remember him vividly. The memory no longer distant. Me, in my twenties. Tall, long blonde hair, youthful wearing black cigarette pants and likey some cute tight top with black platform heels fully immersed in this party. Our house decorated for a Singles Valentine’s Day gathering— paper hearts cut from construction paper covering th...

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Monday’s Mindful Moments are an invitation to contemplate the human journey of life with me. My wish is that these writings ignite a spark of thoughtful intention as you welcome this new week. With all my love & gratitude, Chelsea I think back to this memory now. The car incident almost 30 years later. I think of cancel culture and what a behavior like this would mean today. I don't dare run throu...

Read or Listen to Circle Of Wounds: Part 1 prior to listening to this podcast. Each week I will publish an essay and add a reflective Podcast episode to dive a bit deeper into the the story that I’ve shared. Thank you for listening! Being Me with Chelsea is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. Get full access to Me &...

Monday’s Mindful Moments are an invitation to contemplate the human journey of life with me. My wish is that these writings ignite a spark of thoughtful intention as you welcome this new week. With all my love & gratitude, Chelsea I don't want to go. I shouldn't have said yes. But I am just a young girl; I haven't learned to say no. My exterior appears more confident than my internal truth. I look...

Dear Substack Reader, Being Me with Chelsea is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. When I woke up this morning, I thought of you. I thought of this writing being sent to your email and you taking time, which I believe is our most valuable asset, to read my essay. When I imagine a individual utilizing their most valu...

This essay is a reflection from my essay- Formative Years where I share the paradox of my upbringing. Todays episode is a reflection of the how we tend to judge individuals by the way their appearance because our brain is biased and likes to take shortcuts. Lets talk about the layers of lived experiences that make up each human and ways to honor our all of the delicate pieces that make us human. G...