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Below is an assignment I did in therapy to work on shame associated with sexual abuse when I was a child. Shame Mental health people say the only way to heal shame is to say it. I wonder if that is true. I certainly have my reservations about it, but what do I have to Read more
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“Ma’am it’s time.” Looking up from clasped hands the woman rose to her feet obediently following the nurse into the next room. “Please remove all your clothes and possessions and place them into this box. That purple gown on the table is for you to put on. Once you are ready knock on the door.” Read more
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This Assignment is about the inner turmoil of two different parts of me, and about the “elimination” of one of those parts. One In Two Two in One went out for play headed down towards the river not so far away. One of Two she did not talk, while Two of One for her footing Read more
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This assignment was to find a place where all of the different parts of me could come together, sadly the protector is against the collaboration. Dock We can all meet at my beautiful lake on a dock, hidden in between trees on all sides. A large snow-covered mountain rising to the sky above the taiga. Read more
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In the steel night of gender sterile poetry the truest of men swipe right. Read more
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The water blows across the sea rippling and distorting my reflection of me,The summer sun sets and the winter moon rises,Hiding away sin in its millions of disguises,During all of this I just happen to see a faraway person watching over me,The far away watcher of me is broken inside,The gaping hole in her chest Read more
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What is there to write,Nothing that would expand the expanse of the human soul,Nothing to fill that void that is devouring me and pulling me under,Nothing to quench away that gnawing hunger,Who am I? A broken hourglass missing time?A Lego missing a piece?A something?A nothing?A person without a box? I am sadness,I am sorrow,I am Read more
