One thing that I learned in my trek out west to see my birth mother is that I was the one who separated us. I would not give her an inch. At ten or so, I had to keep my sanity stable within myself because I knew that no one out there was going…
Post/after, traumatic/upsetting, stress/life, disorder/opposite of order….lol, my definitions…(PS… I am not a doctor or professional in any field, just a FYI) I wonder if there is anyone who does not have post traumatic stress disorder? Is not birth about the most traumatic thing you can experience in this life? Going from an environment where all…
Sometimes freedom can seem like you found your way into gramma’s yarn basket after the cat has been playing with the yarn. It is just so tangled and jumbled and you know there is a beginning and an end but you do not know where that really is. Society has painted freedom as a clear…