When a Single Sip Keeps You Awake
I have never been a drinker. Most people assume that means I didn’t like the taste or that I grew up in a strict household. The truth is simpler and more human. I was adopted at birth and raised as an only child by two functioning alcoholics. Nothing about that...
Befriending the Ache of Awakening From Survival
Taking the Edge Off Sadness There can be a sadness that emerges when we begin to truly see, when we wake up to the realization that we have lived much of our lives in survival stress. It is the grief of recognizing that our choices, our relationships, our very sense...