First there was the earth shattering revelation that my husband had cheated on me. Repeatedly. Then there was the pain, the shock, the confusion, the heartache, and the continued torture of hearing all the things he had done that broke apart my world. Then there was me, falling to the ground in agony. There was … Continue reading Getting to that place
reclaiming life
I don’t actually know what is real
"I love myself!" It was a downright hellish battle for my trauma therapist to get me to say those words last year. In one of our earlierĀ sessions, she said, "Kat, do you love yourself?" And I sat there, for a long time, thinking. And then tears started rolling down my cheeks. At that point, I … Continue reading I don’t actually know what is real
try not to cry on my rainbow 