My Gut

 I have that feeling in my gut. I've had it before. I just don't know what it is this time. I had it March 1st. And again tonight. I'm tuning into the disgust in my body. It could be that. It could be a bit of moving past my boundaries. It could be a bad piece of cheese or too much popcorn. But I feel the shift. 

Fireworks

Standing up for yourself is hard. Speaking your truth is hard. Reliving trauma is hard. Not blaming yourself is hard. But in the end, it’s a lot LESS hard than living with the shame and memories by yourself. As Taylor would say “the girl in the dress wrote you a song.” I wrote mine. And it was validated. 

Always know there is someone out there that will believe and listen to you. 

It never needed to come to this.

Dear John by Taylor Swift