healing journey

  • So much of my decisions in life were made based on the inertia of all the decisions which came before. This is the human condition, part of how we survive as a species. Adapt, overcome, learn, keep moving. Except some of us struggle to adapt and to learn and we end up going in circles.…

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  • The Art of Rising Again

    In the last 12 months, I sat in conference rooms and on Teams meetings with the first real narcissist I’ve had the misfortune of meeting. She eroded my professional credibility before her fraud was discovered and she was fired. Until then, I was forced to endure her verbal assaults. Her undermining. Her lying. Her sabotage.…

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  • I have drafts of unwritten posts. I start one, lose interest, walk away. Then another, and another. And I can’t figure out why I am having such a block in emoting via the written word, other than the fact that so much has changed for me since I started this blog. So much has changed…

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  • I was auditing my posts here after writing about therapy rates increasing yesterday. I’ve been thinking a lot about the story I am telling, the energy I am sending out to the world. Considering how much I have healed. Like a doctor wondering if a patient can breathe on their own after the breathing tube…

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  • The victim mindset says: I am Tantalus beneath the fruit tree, hungry, and unable to reach it. I am Tantalus, thirsty, floundering in a pool of water that cannot be drunk. I drive 50 miles to my therapist’s office every other week. We are a year into forming a patient/clinician relationship and working through what…

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  • The brutality of single motherhood is a living river with no beginning and no end. I am doing it all, and doing none of it well. There are days I open my eyes and have to box breathe myself out of a panic attack. Will there be enough to pay the propane bill if they…

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  • The Body and the Beach

    I learned to love my life again on a balmy Monday afternoon. The sun is warm in the sand, with waves crashing against the shore. An embrace of light that enfolds my pale body, lying prone on a beach blanket, sunglasses on, book in hand. Around me, movement. Laughter. Children chasing waves, elderly couples walking…

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  • I have this voice inside me, you know the one. The inner monologue. The story you tell yourself. The narrator who never breaks the fourth wall. For some people it isn’t a voice but more like a running reel of imagery or emotions. For me, it is my voice, but a lot meaner. All the…

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  • If you’ve been following along, you might have picked up on the fact that my marriage was a bit of a shitshow, and that I am currently wading through the wreckage, unpacking the aftermath, and wanting to find love again. I’ve had my share of struggles in the dating world. Struggles that landed me in…

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  • We are all starved for companionship and increasingly isolated, yet somehow more of us who are dating again after divorce, in our 40’s, are finding ourselves in serial dating situations against our will. Why? The dating landscape is a strange, barren hellscape these days. Don’t take my word for it – ask any of your…

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