Walking out of the dark

First of all, let me assure you that I am feeling better. Much, much, much better. So no need to send advice, or to call 911, although prayers are¬†always welcome. But for the last few months I have been trudging through the deepest darkness. I've had my daughter kidnapped. I've had my mother die. I've... Continue Reading →



Sometimes I crawl inside my mind and it is so dark, so lonely. In my chest I feel an ache, and I weep. It is my infant self weeping because I am left alone with my sadness, my fear, all the needs that I have no way of fulfilling for myself. My mother thought that... Continue Reading →

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