Trauma-Informed, Unpolished & Unapologetic: Reflections from an Almost Social Worker
For the truths that outgrow the roles they were handed.
becoming
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Growing From My Own Soil
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≻: Growing From My Own SoilWhat is one word that describes you? If I had to choose one word to describe myself right now, it…
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No More Margins
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≻: No More MarginsI’m still getting used to her — this version of me who feels like a quiet evolution, the one who’s…
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Where the Tide Keeps Calling
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≻: Where the Tide Keeps CallingThere’s a particular flavor of chaos that hits when I’m waiting for something I care about. I can feel it…
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The Becoming
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≻: The BecomingOn the private becoming I’m not ready to confess–and the guilt of keeping something to myself for once. There’s a…
