Oh, that’s why I run

Between traveling and starting whole 30 nine days ago, I have not been running. I am not a natural runner, am slow as molasses, don’t love it, but do it for sanity purposes. It has consistently been the one thing since Jesse and Bella died that has helped. All the things they say about exercise helping depression are true.  Continue reading

Pain. And grief/trauma/depression/PTSD.

There is a pain so utter that it swallows substance up
Then covers the abyss with trance—
So memory can step around—across—upon it
As one within a swoon goes safely where an open-eye would drop him—
—Bone by bone

~Emily Dickinson

To experience pain, one knows they are alive…I either came up with that or read it somewhere.  Continue reading