Two Conversations I’m Having With Myself This Week and One I’m Not Quite Ready to Have

I have conversations with myself or different parts of myself, inside my head. I suppose I’ve always done this–we all do, I guess. Those conversations used to be a lot of oh, you are so stupid, you are so bad. But I’ve made a very conscious effort this year to speak kindly to myself. This…

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…

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Won’t Touch Me

I love my therapist; she’s smart, skilled, caring, insightful, grounded, and just a good, decent person. And maybe after all these years, I’m done working with her. I know this is driven by hurt, so I want to slow down, take a breath, and think it through. It’s not¬†only¬†about wanting to put up an emotional…