((Chaotic))

I was raised to ignore my feelings. So much so that I thought it was dangerous to admit you felt anything when I began therapy and up until recently. I now believe that the feeling life we all have is truer than rational thought. I know that I have spent my life separating myself from my body. T said that if I was a little girl hiding under the covers while being beat then of course I would separate myself from my body. It was a way to survive.

So, to translate what the body holds--into words for therapy--is a huge challenge for us. It takes a lot of time and patience I think. I find that using multi-modalities helps. Coloring, painting, writing poetry, all help me process and make sense of what I am feeling.