Sorting through what was mine, what was projection, and what was never real to begin with.
LoveEnjoyNeedMy sonsTattoosSafe SolitudeSweet GregTacosKindnessFavorite(my bff)TiramisuSafe LaughterAnimalsBooksSafe ConnectionThe BeachYardworkReadingOur HomeGood NeighborsSafe DisconnectionSunsetsCarbonated Flavored WaterEmotional HonestyCaliforniaGreat SaladsTrustRecoveryPoke BowlsHealingCourageSushiUnity- a shared purpose VulnerabilityComediesFaith- my spiritual practice/programAuthenticityEstate and Yard SalesExpansive People and PlacesUnapologetic awkwardnessSalvation ArmyResolution…
I cannot change my past, but I can allow myself to be changed by it. In recovery, self-reflection and growth, for me, have each become motivators and sources of attraction…
Any form of antihistamine, the smallest dose results, for me, in emotionally violent nightmares. Even antihistamine eye drops, which seems unreasonable, since they are not ingested, dammit. Desperate for relief…
I was raised on reduced by the continual messaging that my sole function was to make myself pleasing to those displeased by me…. To seek approval from the disapproving: TO…
