Trauma
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Unforgiveable?
In active addiction I was a lying full-of-shit liar. Some of you, I’m sure, can relate. Most of the time, my lies were a way of explaining emotions I had little capacity for processing or understanding. On other occasions, they were a means of boosting my non-existent self-esteem. I was a furious anger-ball with a… Continue reading
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Tell a Story of the Cursed…
This post is in response to — “In the Wee Hours” — a call by my friend, Mangus Khan, at Memoirs of Madness. My therapist once told me that we must perceive some of the people in our past as “monsters” because they’ve done monstrous things, and that to see them as anything else hinders… Continue reading
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This is Not Normal…
I grew up in a house with two parents who loved me. In that, I was lucky. I also grew up with two adult children of alcoholics who came from pretty dysfunctional families. In this, I was a little less fortunate. When I first started therapy I was asked if I came from a “happy… Continue reading