Through the Roof

I cried in the shower this morning, which is my favorite place to break down. There’s something about hot water mixing with hot tears that’s comforting and cleansing. And I don’t have to care about messing up my make-up. I’m just really tired. Some of it is sick and tired but most of it is … Continue reading Through the Roof

Removing My (Breast) Armor

I purposely keep walking by mirrors so that I can see myself. When I’m sure no one is looking, I lift my shirt to make sure they’re real. I feel like a teenage girl whose boobies sprouted overnight; amazed, grateful, relieved. And to think that all it took was a little surgery to make me … Continue reading Removing My (Breast) Armor

Finally Clean

I had a two-day meltdown last month, which seems to happen every July. I don’t know what the trigger is exactly, other than that most of the abuse I can remember happened during the summer months. It used to bother me, not knowing why it was always July, and now I think that maybe it’s a … Continue reading Finally Clean

A Small, Safe Room With a View

  When I was young, we lived off and on in a small adobe house with four rooms. It had water running to the sink in the kitchen but no bathroom. We used an outhouse in the backyard and kept a coffee can under the bed for nights when it was too cold to go … Continue reading A Small, Safe Room With a View

This is me – #FacesOfPTSD

  "There is a common misconception in our culture about who suffers from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and what it looks like. A quick Google image search will lead you to believe that the majority of those living with PTSD are men in uniform, when the reality is that women are twice as likely to develop … Continue reading This is me – #FacesOfPTSD

The Sacred Art of Self-Care

Hellllloooo? Is anyone out there? I've been away for so long that I hope you all haven't forgotten me. We are finally in our new house and I plan to start posting again soon. In the meantime, I'm honored to be a part of Kelsey Munger's thought provoking series on self-care with a piece that … Continue reading The Sacred Art of Self-Care

Middle Space

His hand in mine feels so small and perfect. We’re walking and he’s telling me about the strong evidence that Jar Jar Binks is really a Sith Lord and he’s promising to show me all the YouTube videos that prove it. I’m barely paying attention (huh? that goofy Gungan a Sith Lord?) because all I … Continue reading Middle Space

Ashes to Ashes, Ziggy Stardust

I discovered David Bowie in my dad’s record collection in 1982 when I was 12 years old. I was mesmerized by Ziggy Stardust and listened to that record incessantly. In my daily life I was trying hard to suppress overwhelming feelings but when I heard those songs, I could cry and lament because it wasn’t … Continue reading Ashes to Ashes, Ziggy Stardust

What I’m Reading This Winter

I keep checking in with myself. “Am I ok?” Then I pause and wait for some sign or feeling that I’m not ok and it hasn’t come.  This feeling of stability is wonderful, especially with the craziness that I’ve taken on. In the last month I’ve tackled Thanksgiving, end-of-year preparations for our business, Christmas shopping, holiday parties, … Continue reading What I’m Reading This Winter