one day

one day I will hearthe words you say to meand we will find a worldwhere we can just be one day I will seewho we really arethe one who became consumedby thoughts of places afar one day I’ll stop this warthe one I’ve fought all my lifewe'll forever be alonejust me and the light one …

our therapy session

Tick, tick, tick goes the clock on the wall. Tick, tick, tick goes the little clock on the table. They both tick but not in unison and the incongruence grates on my nerves. Evidence of my past trauma weaves like a deep trench through my present story. Decades after the first improper touch I am …

letters not sent–we don’t know how to ask for what we need

Dear T, It feel like we're back in the place where we spend too much time in silence looking for the words to try to explain how we feel. It's gut-wrenching to constantly wonder whether or not we're doing the right thing. There's something about this time of year that makes us feel so sad …

deflated

It's been just over two weeks since things went down. In that time I've gone through a range of thoughts and feelings. Sometimes I feel angry and frustrated by it all while other times I feel sad and disappointed. I've spent a lot of time being disconnected from myself and the world around me. I …

trapped

Time is moving so slowly at the moment that I'm not entirely sure whether it's even moving at all. I feel lost, disconnected from this thing called life. Where has everyone gone and what does it mean? I feel so infinitely small like a tiny speck of dust floating in the air. Will I ever …

things I should probably tell my therapist but most likely won’t–feeling sorry for myself

I DON'T THINK PEOPLE UNDERSTAND HOW STRESSFUL IT IS TO EXPLAIN WHAT'S GOING ON IN YOUR HEAD WHEN YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND IT YOURSELF. YOU KNOW THAT YOU NEED TO LET GO, BUT YOU CAN'T, BECAUSE YOU'RE STILL WAITING FOR THE IMPOSSIBLE TO HAPPEN...unknown author These things that have happened, they've ruined everything. My life, …