What I wouldn’t give, to feel how I think
To exult and exclaim
And not on the brink
What I wouldn’t give, to feel the same… 63 more words
6 days, 11 hours
Dad had been gone for almost 3 weeks. Food was in short supply, and once again, I wasn’t eating to make sure my sister had enough to eat. 810 more words
1 week, 3 days
When we survive trauma, we may be left with warped thinking that affects us from that point on. An example of this would be a bad wartime experience that changes our thinking. 234 more words
3 weeks, 3 days
In the thick of the fog, it can be easy to forget there are clearer days. And those you must hang onto for dear life. 684 more words
Shedding Light on Darkness
My head may explode, this week was supposed to be calmer. Work was nuts, house purchase is all systems go, children are driving me nuts, to do list is getting longer. 520 more words
1 month, 1 week
Is it my fault?
That is a question I’ve been asking myself often, for a very long time.
As therapy has progressed and I have moved forward, that question has continued to bother me from time time. 395 more words
1 month, 2 weeks
Notes to Self
Deliver me from the communication evil that befalls my marriage. Help me chose the right words and impart the appropriate inflection and intonation.
As the adage says – it’s not what you say but how you say it. 933 more words