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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 find myself at a unique time in my life where I’m both lonely and desiring nothing more than to be alone. My husband is…
I don’t precisely understand why, for some reason I’ve always felt like words were important. And that my words mattered. That someone would read what…
When Darrian was alive, still – I felt like I had the opportunity to be the mother I wanted to be. With Ashleigh in near…
For years, I’ve been trying to hide from Ashleigh. PTSD in full swing. Trying to make sense of the past in all of its glory.…

It’s cool. Trust me……