Oh dear gawd, my mother, her mother, my aunts and my sister were the older females in my life. They treated me poorly and collectively…
The Five Rules of Being A Grown Up By Tom Weston 1. You must not have anything wrong with you, or anything different about you.…
My mother’s cancer, age, aging still have not served as a magic wand erasing the effects of continued harshness, which is either not “real”(imagined) or…
On and off, for decades, I wanted so badly to be like them and with them that I was willing to engage the sentiment that…
Forgiving those who knowingly continue to diminish the sanctity of my family can sometimes feel impossible. Reading and listening to every writer, healer, spiritual guide–seeking…
With each day and night that passes, there is one less in which we have to heal. In this desire(to heal), I stand alone. My…
My lil canary dog–in tune with me, sensitive, present, and faithful. Another 4 seizures/24 hours. When I engage the stress and despair of my family,…
Resignation is not acceptance– and with my family of origin, this is especially challenging. The collective action and message which remain consistent from them: “eff you,…
How many fucken times will I need to surrender this? I cannot stand that she never has to be accountable for her behaviors and words…
I trust him in the most deepest blood way and can count on him in all ways. He makes a space for me to feel…