Tag: Poetry
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The Weight of the Unsent words
A Poetic Echo: The Weight of Unsent Words In my blog post, Apologies I Never Received: Reclaiming Healing from Unsaid Words, I delved into the profound impact of those absent acknowledgments and the crucial work of finding closure within ourselves. This poem, “Letters That Never Came,” is a heartfelt reflection on the silent pain of…
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The Depths of Feeling
A Poetic Reflection: The Depths of Feeling In my recent blog post, “Learning to Sit with Sadness,” I explored the profound truth that embracing our difficult emotions, rather than running from them, can lead to unexpected strength and tenderness. Sadness, often painted as a cold, isolating hue, holds far more complexity than we give it…
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Glitter on the bandage
A Poetic Reflection: Glitter on a Bandage In the spirit of embracing the raw truth of healing, I wanted to share a poem that delves into this very contrast. We often see the polished version of recovery, but true healing is rarely neat. This poem, “Glitter on a Bandage,” explores the space between the beautiful…
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Spiral Steps
Sometimes, in our journey of healing and growth, we might look back and feel a pang of frustration. It can seem like we’re revisiting the same old challenges, wrestling with similar emotions, or facing familiar patterns. We yearn for a clear, upward trajectory, a definitive “over it” moment. But what if these returns aren’t regressions?…
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Things Im Still Carrying
We delve deep into the art of letting go here on “Me, Myself, and Therapy.” We learn strategies, we share insights, and we champion the liberation that comes from releasing burdens. But let’s be real genuine release isn’t always a clean break. There are emotions, memories, and even old beliefs that can stubbornly cling, refusing…
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Fading and Well
Sometimes how we feel inside doesn’t match what others see. This poem is about that fragile space, the quiet fading no one notices and the surface calm that loved ones observe. It’s the reminder that healing isn’t always visible, but it’s there. Today a stranger said,“You look as though you’re fading away.” But today, my…
