Last March, some of us thought that this would all be over by Easter. Then when it wasn’t, we thought, “Maybe by the summer.” The lush summer came and went; everything turned red, gold, and brown; it got cold. “Maybe by the new year.” Each expectation leads to another disappointment. The disappointments feed our angst like a greedy child devouring cookies.
Trauma is personal. It can be anything. It doesn’t have to be as dramatic as others’. It’s how it affects YOU.
Coping vs Healing
“I am a rock/ I am an island… and a rock feels no pain/ and and island never cries” Paul Simon Her family of origin is made up of a super critical parent, poverty and bullying. Her first marriage was co-dependent with her fixing him until he got tired of the fixing and left. He […]