I came back to Oxford with big dreams of big friendships and yet here I am, 11pm, avoiding the party, like a loser.
I’m hoping to chalk this up to still being sick (sorry I look SO BAD in this video and also the orientation 🥴) but what if it’s not? What if I’m irretrievably broken and all my best social days are behind me?
If you’re feeling sort of lonely and adrift, grab one of your 10 cats, draw the curtains on your hermit cottage, and join me won’t you?
PS if you’re needing community, we have an amazing one!
PPS if you’re needing a major mindset shift, Laura has a Malibu retreat in August and then again September (with me!), get the info and watch the testimonials!
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