Poem

Run

Run

Shoving all my socks down deep inside the duffel. The pink one I borrowed from Sam.Throwing open my dresser, where is my sweater? It may get cold there—somewhere.Closing my bag, I look around my sunshine colored room, but all I see is darkness.Sneaking quietly out the...

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Emotional Sobriety

Emotional Sobriety

Restless, irritable and discontented,Filled with rage and pain and shame,Adult child was my nameAnd toxic shaming was my game.But ACA changed all that for me -Helped me escape the tyranny of my toxic family history; Taught me a whole new way to be…I’ve...

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