trauma
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…But Words Can Never Hurt Me
Did you grow up with that sing-song rhyme? “Sticks and stones might break my bones, but words/names can never hurt me.” It was childhood spell casting; a tool for children to use against ill-willed words or name calling. The thing… Continue reading
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Asking For Help Isn’t Weakness
Something I hear a lot of Foul Mouthed Women say is some variation of ‘it’s hard for me to ask for help’. Is this you? It was me, too. And I raised my daughter in that. I learned it from… Continue reading
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Best Death Possible (part two) – A Daughter’s Mission
The Difference A Doula Makes An experienced Death Doula is someone familiar with many faces of death. While death is universal in its presence, it is individual in its experience. In my situation, a Doula would’ve been outside the grief… Continue reading
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Best Death Possible – Part One -A Mother’s Death
Today, December 13, 2020 is the fifteenth anniversary of my mother’s transition. Until this time I haven’t shared the details of my experience of her death. There are so many things I would do differently, most are details that would… Continue reading
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Attachment To Things Has Gotten A Bad Rap
In a country where hoarding is an epidemic, while simultaneously Marie Kondo has become a celebrity for downsizing, it’s important to understand the reason behind our attachment to possessions and the therapeutic value ‘things’ have in grieving. “They paved paradise… Continue reading
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Don’t Deny Yourself Because Someone Else Has It Worse
Oh man. I definitely got this message growing up and that is exactly how I taught myself to get through some of the worse times of my life. I discounted my own experience by saying to myself “it isn’t as… Continue reading
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“I’m Tired Of Being Strong”
No you’re not. I heard this the other day and this truth hit me so hard… If you are tired of being strong, you’re doing it wrong. Strong doesn’t make you feel weak or tired, it invigorates you. It inspires… Continue reading
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Grief Lies In Empty Spaces
The empty space left by someone you love after they transition is the space that grief fills. The bigger the space, the bigger the amount of grief that will fill it. Everyone you love takes up some sort of… Continue reading
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