“I can’t give in, I keep on going”

Today, I am grateful for the people I feel safe being honest and vulnerable with. 

I am learning grief from complex trauma comes in unexpected ways, and in big and small waves.  

I accomplished not running away when I wanted to isolate. 

I delighted in hugs in response to an authentic display of emotion, in feeling held by beautiful voices in choir, and in reading some of my writing at open mic.