My Uncle’s Walkman
It came in the mail for my birthday one year - must have been 10, 11, or 12. Those years are a blur and I have no specific memories I…
It came in the mail for my birthday one year - must have been 10, 11, or 12. Those years are a blur and I have no specific memories I…
As discussed in last week’s post, yes, I see a therapist. The poem I shared on that topic last week is included in the “Regeneration” section of The Locust Years.…
My Therapist First time I walked into a therapy office, I was all clammy hands and so many butterflies I could feel thembumping into each other. In my house, therapists…
"Fawn" by Kelly Hanwright Recently I came across an infographic on 4 common trauma responses -Fight, Flight, Freeze, and a new one I never heard of called Fawn. I read…
I've been practicing some visualization lately to help me let go of things. I envision my inner self sitting on the bank of a waterway. When doubts, worries, and "should…