Tag: abuse
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Unearthing Stardust
A reflection on ancient things, a duck, and a grief eleven years unspoken This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page. “We are stardust, we are golden.” — Joni Mitchell Yesterday I was sharpening my small axe when something moved through my hands that didn’t feel like mine alone. As…
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She Came Back
A reflection on abandonment, the inner child, and what the body knows (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “My body shrank from being an adult into a child, right there in the pool.” I painted her in February 2025. A little girl, maybe seven or eight years old.…
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The Shadow I Couldn’t Stand to See
A reflection on shadow work, the mirror of projection, and a little girl who wasn’t allowed to ask for a glass of water. (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.” — Carl Jung The People…
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The Man Who Held Me Up.
A reflection on the first person who ever saw me. (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “Where no one else looks, love finds a way.” — Unknown A Name I Hadn’t Heard in Thirty Years. I’ve been writing again. Publishing again. Putting the messy, honest, unfinished parts of my…
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They Told Me My Body Was the Problem
A reflection on purity culture, body shame, and what it cost me to exist in a female body (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “Your body is not an apology.” — Sonya Renee Taylor I was twenty years old, kneeling at a church pew in a long skirt,…
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Ego trips.
It’s been more than a year since I’ve written a post for this space. I write extensively in my journal every day so I have plenty to say and share. It’s not for lack of content. It’s fear and pain and my hard-working ego trying to keep me safe from re-experiencing past traumas. I let…
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Father Wounds.
“So much of what we learn about love is taught by people who never really loved us.” – r.h. Sin I watched the movie “The Shack” on Netflix for the second time. I weep when I watch this. The main character, Mac, is in a car accident on his way to possibly confront his young…
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Hair, Shame, Judgement, and Power.
I shaved my head for the second time today. The first time I shaved it about a month ago, I felt angry, overcome with emotions from some past trauma with my childhood that I was revisiting. I shaved it in tears, not fully understanding the sensations of feelings that were flooding me. Today, I did it…
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I Want to Heal.
I want to heal from my traumas and hurts and pains. I want a brighter tomorrow to feel more whole, more MYSELF, and more integrated instead of feeling like a Picasso painting with so many breaks and cracks in my personality and mind. It is painful and difficult as past traumas and memories come up.…
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