Lindsey Pace, LCSW

At the time when I wrote this, I had just gotten off the phone with one of my dearest friends who is going through what we adoringly call a season of suck. This friend has been one of my ride-or-die partners for almost 10 years now. She is what I call my "move-a-body" friend (a term I learned from Brene Brown  one that I will happily share with you). Move-A-Body Friend:  noun "a friend who will hide your crimes and save your ass" Yep, this is the friend I would call if I murdered someone and needed to hide the body. Sorry if that was too dark for you but that's the truth of the matter (not that I would murder someone, but this is the depth of security and loyalty I find in my friend). Without this type of friendship or intimate relationship, I would manage, maybe do well at times, but I would be far worse for the wear. For this reason, it is absolutely essential that we have a friend or community in which we can share all of us- the bold and the beautiful and th

I recall being in middle school and watching a popular talk show one afternoon, I can't remember if it was Jerry Springer, Rickie Lake, or Oprah, but it was during that time frame. The show topic caught my attention when I was supposed to be doing homework. They were interviewing a young girl (around my age or younger at the time) who had a condition in which she felt no pain. Ever. Nothing. Not even the slightest sensation of physical discomfort. I was immediately jealous and curious to learn more about this condition. Over the course of the interview my jealousy transformed into a deep sense of gratitude for the fact that my body was able to experience pain. This young girl who couldn’t feel pain had a rare genetic condition known as congenital insensitivity. She was interviewed alongside her mother and the two shared how incredibly devastating this condition was to the girl's health and to the entire family's well-being. One example they gave was a scenario of the girl p