PTSD. A letter from me to me.

Deep breath. You will be okay. You are okay right now. A brief explanation. This letter is a reminder from slightly more conscious me who is not in the throes of panic and terror, written for sad, scared me who forgets what is true. It is part of my Book of Me, part...

Friday Chicken #215: and golden goblets

In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of ritual and self-reflection. And you get to join in if you feel like it. Yet again I have absolutely no idea how it is Friday, and actually I feel a little...
The Fluent Self