5 Ways to Tame Your Unhelpful Inner Narrator

5 Ways to Tame Your Unhelpful Inner Narrator

I call her Squash. As in, she squashes my confidence. Also, no one would ever name their kid Squash. She’s not a kid. She’s a nag of a narrator who lives in my head. Squash is always with me, whispering in my ear. But instead of sweet-nothings, Squash...