Several years ago, through a workplace trauma training, I learned about a study conducted by CDC-Kaiser Permanente titled the Adverse Childhood Experiences Study. During the training, we had the opportunity to take the Adverse Childhood Experiences survey —a brief list of ten yes/no questions. After completing the ACE survey, I was surprised to see my … Continue reading Adverse Childhood Experiences
I dedicate this post to my mom, a woman whose pain became my own. I had a challenging relationship with my mother. She was depressed throughout much of her life. And an alcoholic. That, of course, doesn’t wholly define her, though, sadly it’s the dominant remembrance I have of her. She died over ten years … Continue reading Mother’s Day
I have spent a good portion of my life resisting my reality. I wanted to be so many other people. I wanted to have so many different options. Certainly thought I would have traveled alternate paths. I wanted Mr. Rogers to be my dad. Or Robin Williams. And Oprah Winfrey to be my mom. Or … Continue reading Radical Acceptance
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