(Trauma Warning!)Fourteen years old: I’m in bed for the night, but still awake. Daddy-Monster enters my room. I pretend to be asleep. He pinches my nose closed with his fingers. I open my mouth to breathe. He covers my mouth with his...
(This italicized text is me talking!) (This bold text is the piano talking!)A black piano with wrinkles in its dark finish, was in the house when I became conscious, able to have memories, hold onto thoughts, sequence my world in my mind.I loved this...
I can’t hear you, we’re so far apart. I don’t understand you; no common ground. In this place of anger, all I hear is judgement, blame and condemnation. I feel great pain, knowing I can’t hear you, and that you can’t hear me. The agony of not ...
The tree of my life, a mystery to me My branches haven't all yet grown I've got to go through these growing pains But wouldn't I already know? I'm beautiful the way I grow I look at myself Just then a new leaf grows I swiftly evolve, I change I look again and an old...
Recently, at the ACA Regional Event in Boca Raton, Florida, members from the Strengthening My Recovery Meditation Meeting (WEB0120) had a chance to gather together. For years, these friends had only seen each other on a screen - as live videos, as avatars or...
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