My mother had an aversion to relaxation. Probably because any form of stillness left her alone with her thoughts for too long. But she’d tolerate the zoo.
No Contact is a term I didn’t even grasp at the time I decided to do it. So for better or worse, I didn’t know what to expect when I went NC…
When my sisters and I were kids, my parents needed to use some creative thinking to make us eat our veggies — especially Brussels sprouts.
I really like Harry Potter. So much so that I even wrote an essay on the series for my Children’s Literature Class at uni — I got a good mark for it, too! I always joke that Harry and Ron even attended my graduation in Glasgow (see picture). So being the enthusiastic reader of the books that […]
When I finally started coming to terms with the emotional abuse that I grew up with, journaling, and therewith writing, really became a lifeline.
One way I like to reflect on my healing journey is to look back over my own writing. It gives me glimpses of how far I’ve come.
It occurs to me that people want survivors to just “get over it”. The healing is superficial as the emphasis is not on being well, but on being well enough.
Do you know someone who’s so afraid of conflict that they’ll just not make any decisions or voice any opinions? This is utterly unaccommodating behavior.
We can’t be constantly in survival mode while also trying to heal. So ask yourself if Facebook makes you anxious, maybe it’s time to take a Facebook fast.
Everybody gets that. I don’t believe that anyone, any human being, doesn’t from time to time have a meltdown. Welcome to the human race.