What were your parents doing at your age? At my age, my parents and I were already disconnected. Not by accident. Not overnight. But through years of learning what I could not carry anymore. I used to think the absence defined me. That the lack of guidance, safety, or consistency was a deficit I wouldContinue reading “What I Built Instead”
Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo
Where the quiet woman writes dangerously.
Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo 