1 year later

1 year later

Happy Sad Anniversary. And what a year it has been. We have seen some shit. Rounding a year since this sad anniversary, I’ve been taking stock of what has transpired and been -frankly- so impressed we survived it. Marking time as the years pass, as your kids,...
This secondary grief

This secondary grief

My first husband passed away in September of this year. My indirect post here spoke of some of that impact. But I realized this story wasn’t properly told. And grief, being something we will all have to deal with in some regard eventually, seemed to require...
The well worn path

The well worn path

Someone special passed away recently. Not having seen them for about 18 years didn’t diminish the shock and the pain. Grief is always surprising, the way it ebbs and flows and hits in different ways, distinct only to the person impacted. The sadness that...
To Shame or to Guilt, that is the question

To Shame or to Guilt, that is the question

My therapist dropped a whopper on my lap this last session. She knows me well enough now that she saved the hard stuff for the end of the session, and when she saw me unravelling before her eyes she said: it’s ok. We are at the end for today. You can sit with...
Lessons in Therapy – Part 3

Lessons in Therapy – Part 3

There is a reason for my silence on this blog in the last few months. I guess you could say, things were getting super serious. Therapy with G was going well (see Part 1 and Part 2 for background) in that she had encouraged me on the progress made over the last year,...
Promise Kept

Promise Kept

I did the thing. It was harder than I expected it would be and it took longer than it should have to do it. I am now in therapy. The call to the help line that I had been meaning to do for weeks was painful and it was increasingly harder to stay on the line through...