Counseling & Consultation
Notebooks full of my writings shoved under my bed in shame. I was ten, maybe twelve, years old and I wrote love story after love story without any idea about love or stories or writing. Sitting here now I can still see pages full of chapters and I can see the blank pages that followed.…
Distractions keep coming in and out like stormy weather pattern. Clouds. Sun. Heavy rain. Wind that makes the foundation shake. Each one bringing a new emotional response within. Trying to navigate the difference between what is real in the world and what is part of my neural-response system. Global pandemic brings a sense of anxiety…
I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m going to try. I’m trying to wrap my brain around what it feels like to be persecuted and judged for generations based on the color of my skin, where I was born, or how I came to exist. I can’t. I have no experiences to pull from.…
Pride (noun) 1: the quality or state of being proud: such as a: inordinate self-esteem: CONCEITb: a reasonable or justifiable self-respectc: delight or elation arising from some act, possession, or relationship The English language is confusing to me. The word pride is confusing. He had too much pride to ask for help. She was so…
The coronavirus pandemic is going to go down in my memory as a revelatory gift. Sitting at home. Away from long held patterns. Separate from my triggers. Life becomes clear. Little stress. Even less tangible focus. A return to self. As a child I often heard from adults that I should “put in more effort”…
Here it is. Sitting on the floor of the bedroom I share with my best friend typing during a pandemic. It’s perfect. A representation of everything I love stuck in time. I’m motivated…and incredibly apprehensive. All I want is to write and save it somewhere. Now I’ve decided to save it publicly. That’s where the…