Metaphors: The Art of Being Indirect
Even though we may think otherwise, we are never broken beyond repair.
Topic: trauma
Even though we may think otherwise, we are never broken beyond repair.
It was the beginning of a journey that would slowly help me heal my relationship with my body.
You can honor your past without worshiping it so much that it keeps you in your pain.
The lie went like this: If I don’t talk about it, it’ll go away.
I took on roles not meant for a child, like parenting my parents, calming everyone, and sacrificing myself on the altar of appeasement.
While waiting for the safety necessary for my brain to be ready to process them, my body has held these secrets, memories, and pain.
Society whispers to us that our pain is too much to bare, so we learn to hide it away.
Deconstruction is a marathon, not a sprint.
While holding acceptance in one hand, I must also hold onto hope in the other.
Your mind talks to your body, and your body talks to your mind. I would even consider them to be friends.
What happens when the tragedy of mass violence impacts a community that's also a therapy desert? Where do rural towns turn for help?
It is not easy living in reality, and my mind’s ability to close the curtains on my trauma remains unmatched.
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