The group of college age boys and girls began to gather in a circle and chant, fists thumping towards the sky, “shots, shots, shots.” Over and over in a chorus. They circled the boy in the middle, a child no older than 18.
He stared at the row of shots in front of him, already wobbly from a night of partying. The chorus grew louder. He took all five shots, wincing between gulps. The room grew fuzzy and he wobbled out of the house and stumbled back to his dorm. The next morning, he was discovered dead in his room. He had aspirated on his own vomit. Click here to read more…
Self-love is one of the most misunderstood concepts these days. Many people still think that loving yourself equates to treating […]
Not seeing family or friends. Losing your job or watching it transform beyond recognition. Getting a life-threatening disease or fearing […]
If you’re like most people, you’ve likely had the experience of listening on autopilot, when you think you are listening, […]
A messy life is a full life. If your kitchen is in a mess, that means you live out of […]
How Do Acts of Compassion Create Peace in the World? Our state of mind is the lens through which we […]
© Copyright 2021 Theo Fleury - Designed, SEO & Digital Marketing by iNet Media Ltd.