Do I Tell Them? Sitting with the Weight of Sharing Your Story with Your Parents
There comes a point on the healing journey when the question doesn’t whisper. It roars. Do I tell my parents?Do they deserve to know what happened to me?Would they believe me?Would they hold it with care, or would it break me all over again? If you’re here, standing...
Healing Self-Blame From Childhood Trauma
My mother had been in a car accident. The second one that year, and this time, the car was totaled. Rushing to the emergency room, I was ushered back to one of the bays where she dressed to go home. She had suffered only a few cuts and bruises. I couldn’t say the same...
I Never Gave Up and Now Have Joy
When I was seventeen, living on my own after having been homeless, sex trafficked, and abandoned, I couldn’t imagine surviving into my late sixties and knowing the joy I feel today. I’m so happy I didn’t give up on myself so long ago. Even while homeless, whether...
Lessons From My 90-Year-Old Grandmother
My Grandmother is one of my best friends and biggest role models. Even when separated by distance, she’s always been by my side. She has shared my joy and shed tears with me and knows my secrets. She’s always given me a space to talk, and she listens with open...