What makes you laugh? What makes me laugh? Not the kind of laughter people expect. It’s not forced smiles or polite chuckles in the right moments. It’s not jokes that everyone else finds funny. It’s the quiet, unexpected things. The kind of laughter that slips out when I wasn’t planning on it— when something catchesContinue reading “The Kind of Laughter That Isn’t Light””
Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo
Where the quiet woman writes dangerously.
Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo 