Since neither of my parents shared much about their pasts, I try and piece together their family stories from other family members and my own experiences.
When feeling anxiety we can’t understand where the fear is originated, or differentiate between fake and real threads. Everything becomes life or death
My health journey began long before I started focusing on my physical health. It started with a commitment to learning what self-love is.
While we are subject to abuse, we sometimes cause pain to others too. We are recruited as Flying Monkeys, and are tricked into doing the abuser’s dirty work
This week, that memory came back to me. Not because the hashtag triggered me necessarily, but because I was very hesitant to add my #metoo.
When living with an abusive partner, your “fight or flight” response is always at a heightened state, keeping your brain in a constant mode of anxiety. So it’s no wonder we get sick more often
In my experience it has been far harder to deal with the Flying Monkey, than with the actual abuser(s). I felt far more confused, hurt and unbalanced after encounters, than I did for example in the aftermath of no contact.
I truly don’t remember a time in my life when I did not feel shame. We’re not talking about the same thing as guilt.