Gold Mask False Front

Final Remedy of Overcoming Social Isolations

Sandy Rocourt
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Final Remedy: Don’t Wear Disguises Hello, Fabulous People!! Welcome back to our final remedy of overcoming social isolation. I hope you enjoy the weekly tools and tips for overcoming lockdown loneliness. The last week was rather short and to the point about the blame game. If you miss it out on the questionnaires, check out…
Black Women Alone

Part Two Remedy of Overcoming Lockdown Loneliness

Sandy Rocourt
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Welcome back to part two of our weekly series of overcoming lockdown loneliness.  I hope you enjoy and did the work of journaling out your emotions from last week’s blog article. Thank you for replying with your goal of taking an active approach to journaling. It could daily or weekly to dig deep and acknowledge…
Be Less Lonely

How to Be Less Lonely for the Holidays

Sandy Rocourt
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Have you ever experienced some degree of abandonment, if only for a short time? Do you remember the painful and scary feeling that goes along with it? As the holidays are upon us, everyone is starting to feel festive for the upcoming vast preparations of all holiday activities. As for me, it has been one…
embrace the mess you are

Embrace the Mess You Are

Sandy Rocourt
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Life can be unpredictable at times when suddenly unexpected traumatic losses of immediate family members died, and what’s left one surviving lineage member.  The lonely road to grief journey begins. After the whole burial process, what is the next step in life? Shall you continue suffering from depression, drink yourself into a stupor, be antisocial,…

FEAR

Sandy Rocourt
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What is fear? Fear is defined as a feeling of anxiety concerning the outcome of something or the safety and well-being of someone. What are you most fearful about? My biggest fear was of being alone, but not the alone time one spends with oneself, but of truly being ALONE in the World. After losing…

Time

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It’s been said that “TIme Heals all Wounds”, and I guess that’s true. After the death of my family, I wallowed in the dark mire for a long time. It’s not a pretty place to hang out, but it was a place where I could be alone with my bottle and my misery until somehow,…
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