So Scary!!!

This Halloween I’m sharing a poem about what frightens me.

The Survivor

The brain denies the truth, but the body knows.

Everyone thought him a good man.

This is roadmap to success.

It’s time to practice all these new skilling I’m learning.

Yella Fella and I are both on a healing journey, though neither of us will ever fully recover.

What I’m really upset about is rarely what it looks like.

My inner child is 3 years old, quiet, and trusts no one. She’s madder’n hell at the world, and she expresses that anger through art.

The problem with growth is it can be painful af.

Molly had surgery. Kitten did this. And me? I did a few things also.