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It’s not yours to carry
As I write this, I’m sitting in front of the altar in the sanctuary of my church—the church I attend and the […]
As I write this, I’m sitting in front of the altar in the sanctuary of my church—the church I attend and the […]
“Abandonment!” He exclaimed in the middle of our safety planning. “That’s your trigger! Whenever you feel abandoned or alone, you start to […]
a very short story She didn’t believe in ghosts. At least not in the say ‘boo’, spirit without a body, walk through […]
They take your phone away, lock it up with the rest of your belongings. You can’t have them in the Psych ward. […]
finding the will to live amidst the trauma The first thing I learned in therapy was to validate myself–validate the past versions […]
The coolness of the bathroom floor, a stark contrast to the sweaty guys surrounding me. We had been like this for fifteen […]
I forgave myself today, kneeling at the altar. You can’t move forward if you’re angry at the past– angry at yourself for […]
The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar Growing up, I […]