Trauma-Informed, Unpolished & Unapologetic: Reflections from an Almost Social Worker
For the truths that outgrow the roles they were handed.
life
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Coming Home to Myself
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≻: Coming Home to MyselfI’m Waking Up I keep saying it lately, almost without realizing it: I’m waking up. Not in some dramatic, reinvent‑your‑life…
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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…
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The Question Nobody Answers Honestly
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≻: The Question Nobody Answers HonestlyWhat is one question you hate to be asked? Explain. I hate being asked, “Are you okay?” Not because I…
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The Reflection That Opened the Door
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≻: The Reflection That Opened the DoorVulnerability is one of those deceptively simple words that looks harmless until someone asks you to define it. It sounds…
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When the Responsibility Hits Before You Feel Ready
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≻: When the Responsibility Hits Before You Feel ReadyI didn’t expect my mandated role to show up in my living room. I wasn’t sitting in a classroom, or…
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Unpolished on Purpose
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≻: Unpolished on PurposeToday’s society loves to showcase perfection and constant success, even though most of us know that’s not the whole story…
