Shame, the Gift that Keeps on Giving
The first time I remember feeling shame was on my fifth birthday. MyMom’s boyfriend had just given me a present, and before I opened it, Imade some flippant comment in an effort to be funny. Although time haserased the words that came from my mouth that day, my...
Bouncing
Bouncing = inability to focus, bouncing from one chore to another, unable to complete even the simplest of tasks due to severe anxiety and depression. One of the most painful things I have suffered with for a large portion of my adult life is something I call...
What is Wrong With Me?
***TRIGGER WARNING: This article discusses childhood trauma. I always knew something was wrong with me. The first time I asked myself that question was at the tender age of five years old. I was in kindergarten then, watching my little classmates running...