chaos
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If comfortable were my mantra, I’d never heal. I’ve done my best to be comfortable without truly diving into reality but none of them were natural. Overdrinking, overeating, overthinking, bad abusive relationships and on and on went the game. Comfortably numb through skills of denial, addictions and disassociation – these were my tools to stay…
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“I had another significant dream in my early twenties that began to unravel his cold love for me. In this dream, my father was holding an exaggeratedly large syringe. With Dad being a diabetic, I was used to seeing syringes, but not of this size. On the side, in very large writing, were the words:…