Something is opening up inside of me the last few days. Something good, something scary. A lot of memories, and a ton of creepy-crawly snakes of anxiety. But you know what? It's OK. I'm not the only one any more.
For the first time ever in 7 years, I felt tonight like I might be able to own my trauma - my trauma - God that feels good - I might own my trauma, instead of it owning me.
It's not going to make life all peachy-keen, just better.
my thanks to all,
Dave
For the first time ever in 7 years, I felt tonight like I might be able to own my trauma - my trauma - God that feels good - I might own my trauma, instead of it owning me.
It's not going to make life all peachy-keen, just better.
my thanks to all,
Dave