One blog post at a time.

I’ve come to a crossroads in my life. I’m nearing 45 years old and I’m an empty nester. My husband just recently quit smoking cigarettes – so, that’s happened. We’ve had improvements to our home including getting the electricity in our home updated, insulation in the basement, outer home lined…
I did a session of brainspotting with my therapist this morning. By 11 am, I was on my way to return home. And while I’m sitting here, posting, at 6:22 pm, this is what the aftermath can look like. I don’t share this picture for pity. The impact of trauma…
I’ve had PTSD for quite a while now. I guess I didn’t realize how my brain changed during my traumatic experiences growing up. And after…
I look at myself now, and I see things differently. When I was a teenager, I was allowed to do things I should never have…
I had all my teeth removed by the time I was in my 20’s. I didn’t exactly care for myself. Depression and poverty. Not fun…
So… here I am. Sitting in my kitchen at the island. The island that I own. The husband that sits upstairs working on his crafting.…

It’s cool. Trust me……