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The train: linear v organic thinking

December 6, 2015 LC 0

When speaking with family and close friends, ‘the train’ has become conversational shorthand for a linear life. In short, you board the train at one of its early stops: first job, relationship etc and follow the trip through an orderly set of station stops, no detours, no …

Emotional irritation: agent of action

February 20, 2015 LC 0

DEFCON Code Red = my current emotional irritation level. The Dr says this is healthy and good. Huh? Feeling irritated at everything in varying degrees, general low-level grumpiness, an over-riding feeling of being uber fed-up – all feels really ick – how can that be a …

Gossamer trampoline over a volcano

February 4, 2015 LC 0

Stepping onto a gossamer trampoline stretched over a huge volcano is how writing my blog feels. Really! This strong mental image sprung forth unannounced as I tried to rationalize how I felt about the online reaction to my post: Grief for pets – an observation. It was far b …

Insights from therapy

February 3, 2015 LC 0

On this long road to managing my PTSD and healing the old, but deep, wounds from CSA I’ve spent a lot of time with my Dr. After every session I spend some time going through my session notebook trying to ensure the lessons, understanding and insights stick in my head. S …

Hugs & a thank you…

December 5, 2014 LC 0

So California!! My sister spotted this Hug Deli in LaLa Land….so I’m ordering (on menu) a Group Hug for all my course colleagues (& teacher) at Susannah Conway’s ‘Blogging from the Heart‘ course. It’s the princely sum of two compliments, so …

A.F.G.O!!!

December 2, 2014 LC 0

Unlike FOMO, YOLO and a hundred other text-y type acronyms I only heard AFGO for the first time last week. It apparently stands for: Another f***ing growth opportunity! A description that couldn’t have been more achingly apt after the horrible few days I’d just been throu …

Learning patience

November 17, 2014 LC 0

Learning to have patience with the PTSD recovery process has been (and still is) a hard lesson. In the beginning, I really struggled to accept that it would take time to heal and to manage the PTSD. I worried that people would think I was pathetic, wallowing in self-pity. It …