Trauma-Informed, Unpolished & Unapologetic: Reflections from an Almost Social Worker
For the truths that outgrow the roles they were handed.
cycle breaking
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Braking What Tried to Break Me
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≻: Braking What Tried to Break MeThe deeper I get into this work, the more I feel the tension between the mother I’m becoming and the…
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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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Where I Still Go
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≻: Where I Still GoIn the passenger seat, I felt myself slip. Not emotionally — physically. That tiny, familiar float that happens when someone…
