The Boy Behind the Armor
She watched him long before she understoodthat some people learn to smilethe way broken branches still hold birds–not because they aren’t cracked,but because they continueto have p...
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She watched him long before she understoodthat some people learn to smilethe way broken branches still hold birds–not because they aren’t cracked,but because they continueto have p...
I just thought you should know I’m doing okay now, I’m shielded by hardened sweat and scum, Wielding a sword of my broken fingernails, Voice rupturing with my vengeful war song. I...
Dear Younger Me, I know you never understood why life felt so heavy so early. You tried to shrink yourself— be quieter, easier, “good enough”—hoping it would make the pain stop. No...
When your world turns upside down When you feel like you want to die When there’s nobody around When all you can do is cry Living with trauma is not easy and most people have no id...
Content Warning: This poem contains references to sexual assault and is dedicated to all the su...
Of you and others of you… The persistence that runs deep within you is often not able to be seen by those who surround you, and by now there probably aren’t many who do surround yo...
the names that choose us are fragile beasts. all corners and leverage snarling at gravity. the skins that we wear seldom fits. broken templates. all rain and wind slouching toward...
trace the numbers. scrape the bridge. negotiate the defiant exceptions. there's a total. an accumulation. that is seldom counted. stories told in bent voices and broken skin. the...
The seed. The sowing. The harvest.Continue reading on Catharsis Chronicles »
Half a century is a long time to live in a state of perpetual survival. When a child’s world is confined to a short list of places filled with memories of, and anticipation of, sav...
Trauma — is an emotional or psychological response to very stressful, frightening, or distressing events. Trauma comes in different forms. Physical trauma refers to a person suffer...
Eight months after my memoir was published, I am still living in the strange quiet that follows. The book took more than a decade to write, and while I initially felt relief and a...
Trigger warning: Brief mention of rape and suicide. Thighs soaked in period blood I spent eight hours, free bleeding Part of it in restraints, after a Flashback to being raped But,...
I’m a domestic violence victim and I’ve been healing from symptoms of C-PTSD since September 2024 and for the first time ever, I saw what C-PTSD looks like in someone else. Just th...
Are you ever in a public place, trying to hide your internal melt-down? Lock yourself in a bathroom stall and try these proven methods to regulate your panicked nervous system. Whe...
different words to say the same things. fingertips like broken arrows. lips like sand. time sleeps in gentle storms that go on too long. flesh. musty rooms with nothing inside. the...
Somewhere between holding on and letting go.Continue reading on Medium »
Standing Tall When Everything Falls ApartContinue reading on No Time »
It didn’t have to be this way— She begged for help, took the drugs, admitted herself to a psych hospital, worked with a psychiatrist. Her doctor treated her over Zoom— 17 minutes,...
Our world is fractured and suffering. The environment is crumbling as global warming does its best to destroy the planet. There is trauma and fear everywhere. Fear breathes unrest...
She spoke of her sadness. About all the poetry...
You should be kind to who you areContinue reading on Catharsis Chronicles »
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