I’m still trying
I noticed this the other day. Old habits can die hard, I guess. I know. I was still trying. Trying to rest well. Trying to do enough. Trying not to do too much. Trying to get it right, right, right. As my new saying goes, I’m gonna let that shit go. It makes sense...
You deserve joy
What a radical concept. You deserve joy. The cult I was raised in literally taught us that we were lucky to suffer and to “pay indemnity” for the sins of our ancestors. I was “lucky” to have my mom leave me (and my older brother) to join the cult. Over and over again...
Figuring out what’s mine (and what’s not)
As a former #cultkid – as someone whose brain was intentionally carved so that I would have no concept of (or need for, or ability to have) boundaries and needs – I can still have a hard time figuring out what’s mine and what’s not. What is my responsibility? What are...
