Unprotected. My therapist taught me that word. It soothed my soul. It was such a healing word to hear. Made me feel seen. It was so true. If I had been protected, my life would have been so different. I would have been so different. If we add this prism and look again, does it … Continue reading Open Journal #57
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Open Journal #56
The Storage Unit Of My Mind I am sure it has been used a thousand times. It might even be that my therapist has used it many times himself. One day he described my brain as a storage unit. I imagined one of those ones you hire like a room with a roller shutter. You … Continue reading Open Journal #56
Open Journal #23
I wasn’t talking about this to anyone. Never have. Would never. Had no need. I started talking to The Mentor about it. Well, because that’s what I do now. I think I started to understand it was at the root of some stuff, and keeping it secret wasn’t helping anything. These are some of the … Continue reading Open Journal #23
Open Journal #7
The first few lines of My Story talk about my father being violent, locking me in rooms, and that I never talk about it. In chat a few days ago I was talking with someone and they told me they had read my story and said nice, kind things to me. I asked if he … Continue reading Open Journal #7