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Day 391: Doing Something

I wrote yesterday about how my recovery feels strong, but I feel… shaky. One of the main reasons for this is that the issues with my grad school professor surfaced again after a couple decades, I know. So, I decided to do something about it. When he sent the “apology” letter a couple weeks ago,Continue reading “Day 391: Doing Something”

Day 390.

I have taken a long hiatus from this blog, mostly because I feel “OK” these days and don’t need this specific outlet. Indeed, I passed the 1-year mark in recovery and I’m feeling secure. But, a lot has happened recently and has left me feeling out-of-sorts, which leads me to think that maybe I needContinue reading “Day 390.”

The other week, my therapist used the word “abuse” when referencing events in my childhood. I myself have used, though not necessarily embraced, the word in my own descriptions. Somehow, having a trained professional identify “abuse” was worse. When I think of abuse, I think of something active, something malicious and pernicious. When I thinkContinue reading “Abuse”