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October 3rd, 2023 Two months after I was diagnosed with SIBO, I dove headfirst into somatic therapy, energy work, and mentorship. I knew there had to be a deeper message behind the physical symptoms — something my body was trying to communicate that my mind hadn’t yet understood. During this time, I reconnected with my
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I was in the shower when a memory popped up out of nowhere. I was in fifth grade. My aunt was driving me to school that morning. We pulled up to an intersection, and she fell asleep at the wheel. I shook her awake. She opened her eyes slowly and said, “I’m sorry, I’m still
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The Breaking Point On January 8, 2021, I sat down with Liz and blurted out, “What did you do to me?? I haven’t stopped crying since I left your office!” She gently told me that tears are healing—that I was finally grieving for the little girl I had abandoned, betrayed, and neglected for so long.
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The violence continued. While my aunt was in prison (more on that story here), I took care of the two cats she left behind. One of them wasn’t doing well, and eventually, it crossed the rainbow bridge. I was heartbroken, but then my father told me he was going to get me a new kitten.
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My grandfather noticed something was missing from the barn—his antique electric fencer. He asked if I would go down to the trailer and see if my dad had taken it. The short walk from my grandparents’ house to the trailer felt longer than it was. I dreaded every step. I never knew what kind of
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Growing up in Meridian, Idaho, during the 90s, my father was well known by the police department and is instantly recognizable by his thick, dark hair and the biggest permed mullet in town. His signature look included a full beard and a cigarette in hand. He loved laughing at his own jokes and flirted shamelessly
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I was searching through my journals to find the exact date that I met my mother again in Washington. To my surprise, it was exactly 24 years ago today as I write this post—July 5th, 2001. Crazy timing and alignment. How apropos. July 5th, 2001 That morning, after showering, I found a silver dolphin necklace
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After the night my dad refused to let me go with my mom, everything changed. I started asking questions. What really happened when I was little? Why did she leave? Why didn’t she come back? Why wouldn’t he let me go with her that night? He never answered my questions until now. And then he