Unpacking Baggage is the Worst.

I go to therapy weekly. It keeps me even keeled. For the most part. This particular session waded into my youth and the constant battles within. The injuries, the pain, the mental damages from all sides from the beginning. Any time I go this deep into those memories, it puts me in a very defensive place, after years of being told I was lying, or … Continue reading Unpacking Baggage is the Worst.