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When is the last time you looked at your yoni, your vagina, your p****y, your pocketbook, your coochie, your honey pot? Just stopped to admire her/him/she. This is a question I’ve asked every single women I’ve encountered in my private healing mental spiritual wellness practice.

​During a shift at work in 2009, I had a task of restocking the accessory department with handbags, hats, shades, and other items from the stockroom. I was six months pregnant, but I was determined to continue to produce quality work. I grabbed my dolly, scanning machine and proceeded to climb the 20-step rolling ladder to begin throwing boxes to the floor. 

My addictive behavior comes in many different forms. Mental health is a critical piece of the puzzle.
 
​How does a person know when they are replacing one addictive behavior for another? My addictive behavior can come as substances, things or things that make me feel good. 

​So, about a three years ago my therapist suggested that I carry a bag that consist of things that bring me happiness and relax my mind. These things can be snacks, books, pictures, and anything that is personal.