How an Entrepreneur Lives, Works & Tries to Play Post-Trauma
A couple of months ago I took a flying leap into an ice-cold river, plunging deep down into shockingly cold and brilliantly clear water, losing my breath before I burst back up through the surface, sucking air and scrambling for shore. I did not expect that to be repeated so soon and with even less…
Yeah, I have no idea. Now taking suggestions. Because the world doesn’t stop to give me time to grieve, it keeps calling and emailing and pushing and demanding. The pressure to perform and pay bills and get my life together just as it’s breaking apart doesn’t stop just because I desperately need to. The need…
I spent most of the afternoon trying to write up how I fell into the career I have and why I do what I do. I couldn’t even write a cohesive story. I know that trauma disrupts narrative and memory, and this evolution of my career has happened in the middle of the trauma that…
Whether it’s this particular point in time or that we’re not a good fit regardless of time, my boyfriend lashed out at me in a way that surprised and hurt me, and that I didn’t find fair. We’ve had a lot of problems in the last few months, including communication problems, which don’t seem to…
I think I’ve eaten about 20 rolls/cookies/biscuits today. Part of it is mindless stress eating, part of it is driving in terror for hours this week and my brain thinking all that threat means I need to EAT CARBS, because I might have to flee. It took me years to learn that’s why I do…
