I am always Thinking Too Loud. The voices that rattle around in my head aren’t known for being subtle or quiet. So here I have captured in 100 words some of the raw and cluttered thoughts that filter through, or stampede on occasion.
You do not know my story.
October 7, 2020 September 7, 2021
An image resides in my head. I have never been able to shake it.
October 7, 2020 September 7, 2021
As a child silence was my haven. I learned to be quiet, talk quiet, walk quiet
October 7, 2020 September 7, 2021
How do I explain the limits that a child places on themselves when faced with a certainty of violence?
October 7, 2020 September 7, 2021
With two words you have unmade me. All my armor is stripped away, my defenses lay at my feet.
October 7, 2020 September 7, 2021
As a child my task was to conform myself to my confinement.
October 6, 2020 September 7, 2021
Just is a word used to minimize and limit. It saps verbs of their agency.
October 6, 2020 September 7, 2021
You feel it, the first tug pulling you down. What was the trigger? A word? A thought?
October 6, 2020 September 7, 2021
“You won’t get it.”
October 6, 2020 September 9, 2021
CPTSD: How do you explain a condition that can’t be seen?
October 6, 2020 September 9, 2021
CPTSD: There are moments recovering from trauma where your mind connects two unrelated things.
October 6, 2020 September 9, 2021
That day, this day, lives in my mind.
October 8, 2020 September 7, 2021
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