This Purple Chair Purpose
Come sit with me for a moment. Imagine we’re each in our purple chairs, coffee in hand, nothing to fix—just a place to land.
Notes from This Purple Chair
Stories of becoming, belonging, and being.

Come sit with me for a moment. Imagine we’re each in our purple chairs, coffee in hand, nothing to fix—just a place to land.

I kept asking myself, “Why am I drinking more as I get older?” What started as a nightly glass of wine slowly turned into three—or more. I wasn’t drinking to celebrate anymore. I was drinking to cope.