I am a survivor studying the wreckage, noticing a pattern.When a person is being harmed, a mountain of tidy evidence is demanded—transcripts, videotapes, witnesses, perfectly
An Ordinary Moment, a Trauma Response My lived experience offered no assurance that I—or anything—would be okay. At a subconscious level, I suspected I might
Over the years, my children’s father, my mother, and my sister communicated and met without me. This alliance was formed in the shadows. There was
Loving the Hologram: A Season of Letting Go This season—honestly, my entire life—has been one of loss and unraveling. And I feel self‑conscious about that,