During my turn around the table, my meek voice forced out why I was there. “And so you did heroin?” someone quickly asked. No, I said. Another asked “You ended up selling your body?” “My fiancé cruelly threw me and our life away,” I summed up. “That’s everything, just that.” Several patients remained confused. Straight... Continue Reading →
Bad crap happens all the time - but SHIFTS can happen all the time too. The neuroscientist said this during the "Bouncing Back" program I attended a few months ago. She covered so much, but I was just 60 something days post the trauma of being thrown in the trash and virtually left for dead... Continue Reading →
This is it. Here I am, blogging for realz. Two months ago I spent a week in the psych unit. I know *how* to quiet the mind, but even after years of meditation practice, it feels like I won't ever stop mine from replaying and repeating the days leading up to that week. My focus... Continue Reading →
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