The wildfire haze returned to Philadelphia last week, and I learned that the number of times that the city has to fill with smoke from catastrophic forest fires burning in another country before I get used to it is exactly two.
This felt true for me for so many years: "it feels like we will literally die before we allow ourselves to sever a bond, no matter how untenable..." With a lot LOT of therapy and educating myself about trauma ("What My Bones Know" by Stephanie Foo allowed me to make a huge shift in my perspective) and, most days, I can really believe that IT'S NOT ME, IT'S YOU when it comes to my family.
Well that made me proud, sniffle, joyful and say damn all at the same time. I love you my friend.
Thank you my friend 🙏🏻❤️
LOVE as in happy. Amen.
This felt true for me for so many years: "it feels like we will literally die before we allow ourselves to sever a bond, no matter how untenable..." With a lot LOT of therapy and educating myself about trauma ("What My Bones Know" by Stephanie Foo allowed me to make a huge shift in my perspective) and, most days, I can really believe that IT'S NOT ME, IT'S YOU when it comes to my family.