Holidays are so hard sometimes, for the traumatized mind. Often, I have to balance celebrating a holiday with mourning what I’ve lost. Today I find myself not exactly mourning — … Continue reading Slipping into bad dreams.
Holidays are so hard sometimes, for the traumatized mind. Often, I have to balance celebrating a holiday with mourning what I’ve lost. Today I find myself not exactly mourning — … Continue reading Slipping into bad dreams.
I’ve written before about how reading was my first and preferred escape from the prolonged trauma of my life for over twenty years, particularly through my teenager-hood. I was given … Continue reading White whales.