The Trauma Response Center

Grief just feels like big fucking open water. When it is acknowledged, when it is really heard, listened to, it can dissipate immediately. It doesn't have a need to hold on and stay in the body. The terrible asshole voice in my head once kept me safe, but now it's preventing me from fully living my life. In Minachi's workshop, we learned to confront our demons, to write down what they say, and to thank them for their service.