Stir Me Up and Calm Me Down

I used to imagine there might be a time when I’d be “healed.” Often I couldn’t believe it would ever happen, but it it ever did, it would be some kind of nirvana in which I would be beatifically, radiantly calm, untroubled and untriggered by my past. Maybe it’s exactly that kind of vision that…

Timeout for Brother & Gallstones

This blog is supposed to be about my therapy and my healing from abusive experiences in my childhood. But every now and then, I have to wander off topic and just talk about what is happening in my life–which of course ends up affecting, in some way, where I am in therapy. So today I’m…