This past decade has been filled with many turns in the bumpy road I have traveled. I have pushed through deep depressions and sad realizations about this human existence. I have absorbed and grown my mindfulness and ability to receive and give love. I have waded through dissociative disorder peaks, organizing the many compartments of … Continue reading The Eye Of the Mother
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Redirection
I can be like a hound dog, occasionally distracted by attractive scents, sniffing successfully until something redirects me.
LOCKED IN: by John Huddle
He thought he was a part of a loving church, until Jane Whaley arrived and turned his life into rubble.
What Happens When We Dissociate?
How does Dissociation work? Is it okay to Dissociate? What happens during Dissociation? So many questions are posed toward the phenomena of trauma Dissociation.
Motherless On Mother’s Day
by Vennie Kocsis I don't quite understand these constant holidays, dedicated to moms and dads and bunnies and love. I see them as marketing scams, a way to boost economy almost every month, by throwing in a Holiday. But hey, maybe I'm bitter. On these days I am reminded of my absent mother. See, not … Continue reading Motherless On Mother’s Day
Around My City She Sleeps
There are people who learn to trust the streets. I think of their lives, how they have made darkness their day and daylight their night so they can stay alive. Where is the safe space when the alleys are teeming with the unloved at night, ravaged by the anger in their souls, screaming out their … Continue reading Around My City She Sleeps
The Pages I Rarely Share: Why Trauma Journals Are Healing
Writing cleanses the soul, and you don't have to be a writer to do it.
The Constant Ebb of Impending Doom
By Vennie Kocsis To untangle the web of my current occasional States of Being has required a process of retracing the steps into my past through the portal of my present behaviors and emotions. Growing up in an end-times cult, I was taught two main death concepts. 1. God was going to end the planet … Continue reading The Constant Ebb of Impending Doom
My Childhood Is a Graveyard of Ghosts
I wonder if my mother ever felt the rejection and pain of her children. Did she ever cry? I can't recall in this moment, ever seeing my mother cry. I wonder if she'd care that I love pictures of my family; to document moments of happy, because no one ever did that for me. I … Continue reading My Childhood Is a Graveyard of Ghosts
She Said It’s Called Compliance
The art of the child tells of the memories. The truth is horrible.
The Horror at 1379 Milepost
At 1379 Milepost, Delta Junction, Alaska, is a religious commune with a history of horror.
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