Trauma-Informed, Unpolished & Unapologetic: Reflections from an Almost Social Worker
For the truths that outgrow the roles they were handed.
Creative Writing
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Learning Myself Out Loud
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≻: Learning Myself Out LoudThere’s a particular intimacy in letting people see you while you’re still in motion. Not the finished version. Not the…
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Where the Horizon Shifts
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≻: Where the Horizon ShiftsSometimes the change starts far beneath the surface — a bone‑deep shift I feel before the storm ever shows its…
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Weather, But Make it A Mood
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≻: Weather, But Make it A MoodWhat is your favorite type of weather? (because the forecast really does depend on which version of me woke up…
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The Voice I’m Choosing
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≻: The Voice I’m ChoosingA gentle reclamation of a voice that finally feels like mine; choosing differently so the echoes end with me. I’m…
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The Ways I Stay Human When Things Get Heavy
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≻: The Ways I Stay Human When Things Get HeavyWhat strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings? I don’t know if I’d call them strategies. Strategies feel…
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The Places I Drift Back Into Myself
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≻: The Places I Drift Back Into MyselfWhat activities do you lose yourself in? There are a few things I lose myself in, but not in the…
