emotional release
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The Quiet Weight of Sadness
I don’t really know what my first memory of sadness is. Not in a clear, defined image anyway. But I do know that sadness was present… often. I remember the feeling of not being accepted, not being seen. The shame… Continue reading
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Learning to Make Peace with My Anger
For a long time, I believed that anger was dangerous, not because it inherently is, but because of the way I was taught to experience it. My earliest memory of anger is tied to my father. I can still see… Continue reading
Mystique Sofy 