My therapist sent me home this weekend with an adult sized hula hoop.
I need to move
to let the pieces fall as they may… 10 more words
So, my journey with mental illness began at a very young age (age 11).
There were little things that should have signaled that something was WAY worse, but everything really started to shake up when I was 11…a little fifth grade girl. 939 more words
I used to say Sorry for everything. I could plug that word into a single sentence at least 400 times. I think the core of the word for me was Sorry for my Existence . 76 more words
I happened to come across Peter Levine s In an Unspoken Voice: How the Body Releases Trauma and Restores Goodness at the library. I was briefly familiar with his work through youtube videos and the term Somatic Experiencing, but I didn t realize how literally physical it all is. 51 more words