I Feel You—literally
Yesterday at the vet for routine procedures, there was a man, with his very old and loved, black cocker spaniel neatly bundled in a blanket with only a grayed muzzle and…
Exploring the lasting impact of false narratives, character attacks, and being judged by a story written by soemone else.
Yesterday at the vet for routine procedures, there was a man, with his very old and loved, black cocker spaniel neatly bundled in a blanket with only a grayed muzzle and…
A little more than a month has passed and I have not cried for the absence of my mother. When she was alive, because of the fracture which seemed permanent,…
Buh-Bye Toxic Shame! Recovery for me has included unburdening of generations of the toxic shame imposed on me. I now have the tools to identify what is mine to amend…
The messages of non-love which are cruelly and generously heaped upon my boys, by older members of their genetic families, require daily dispelling. The demystification is endless and I am…