Whenever I express to my therapist that I worry I sound like a narcissist, or that I’m showing toxic traits too much like my mother’s, she reminds me of her … Continue reading Adjusting the volume.
Author: Diana Koester
Worst nightmare.
I had a nightmare last night. That’s not unusual. I used to have nightmares almost every night, but that’s gotten better with time and some hard work in therapy. Now … Continue reading Worst nightmare.
Who cares?
Have you ever had a certain song lyric just really hit home for you? I don’t know if this is peculiar, but I’ve had a particular affinity for any song … Continue reading Who cares?
Pandora’s Landmine.
My fourth graders are trying their hand at writing their own folktales at the moment, and several of them have chosen to follow the structure and elements of myths. (Folktales … Continue reading Pandora’s Landmine.
Belly of the Beast, encore edition.
Lots of lessons were learned the hard way on Monday this week. Or, if not learned anew, certainly refreshed. Lesson #1: I can do hard things, but, I don’t always … Continue reading Belly of the Beast, encore edition.
Potential.
Sometimes we have hard days. Sometimes we have a bunch of hard days in a row. Sometimes the hard days start to stockpile until you feel like that’s all there … Continue reading Potential.
Wasteland.
Once, my home was a Wasteland. Devoid of true love, bone dry, Starved for integrity, and honesty. I walked alone among the Constantly swirling dust particles Of other people’s needs. … Continue reading Wasteland.
Besties.
Today, we were experiencing some icky winter weather. When my daughter and I arrived home from school, I noticed there was a package on our front porch that had a … Continue reading Besties.
Worst-case scenario.
Me to my therapist this week: “How dare my trauma not fit conveniently into these nice little boxes I purchased just for the occasion?!“ I was joking, of course, but … Continue reading Worst-case scenario.
Beat the bus.
Today, I went to the nail salon to get a manicure. Normally, I plan ahead and make an appointment, but I today I just went there when I found the … Continue reading Beat the bus.
Journeys in the Dark 