In The Face of Trauma: Fatherless Daughter

Last month, my doctor asked if anything specific was triggering me. At the time, I couldn't think of anything. Until a specific day came, and I broke down in tears for hours. It had been a long time since I'd allowed myself to do that. 😦 The majority of my breakdowns are quiet. Real quiet. … Continue reading In The Face of Trauma: Fatherless Daughter

Another Week, Another Needle, Or Three

It's been another one of those weeks where time has flown by, and I feel dizzy from the rush of it all. I realized this when traffic was backed up in Sumner Tunnel. The whooshing of the fact that you're underwater is the first thing you can feel, and it made me nauseous. Normally, tunnels … Continue reading Another Week, Another Needle, Or Three

Getting Honest

I was talking to my brother recently and, on occasion, he'll say something completely on point to my internal dialogue. He doesn't know he's saying something that will spark a reaction from me, but that's okay. His head is big enough. 😉 Whenever I talk to someone who genuinely knows me and knows my heart, … Continue reading Getting Honest