the room is tastefully decorated respectful distance kept between her desk near the door and the comfortable chair I selected the first time we met now unanimously understood as mine my arms fold tightly across my chest hands unconscious fists small table next to me holds Kush balls and engraved stones with reassuring words like … Continue reading Where My Ghosts Come Out to Play – Christine E. Ray
the room is tastefully decorated respectful distance kept between her desk near the door and the comfortable chair I selected the first time we met now unanimously understood as mine my arms fold tightly across my chest hands unconscious fists small table next to me holds Kush balls and engraved stones with reassuring words like … Continue reading Where My Ghosts Come Out to Play
The room is tastefully decorated Respectful distance is kept between her desk near the door and the comfortable chair that I decided the first time we met will be mine Arms folded tightly across my chest, hands in unconscious fists Small table next to me holds kush balls and engraved stones with reassuring words like hope … Continue reading Where My Ghosts Come Out to Play
Another Saturday another migraine another two hour nap trying to sleep it off This is becoming a familiar and unwelcome routine but it is my first migraine in a week maybe the Mindfulness Meditation techniques are actually helpful I have been experimenting with different guided meditations on YouTube My favorite is a profanity-laden mindfulness … Continue reading Gravity/Tales from the PTSD Files (revisited)
As I go about my life a detail of Tuesday’s lost hour (55 minutes) pops into my head with surprising clarity I am sure that it has been sitting just below the surface for the last four days and that I have been studiously looking around it like a white elephant in the middle of … Continue reading Pain and Chocolate-From the PTSD Files (revisited)
Brave & Reckless 