I feel not quite right. My world has been upended, a hard thing for someone used to and fond of minimal change. Things are starting to level, for myself and the child now in my care, but we had a rough week. Head-bumping. Conflict. Annoyance. I accept the lion’s share of the blame. I cannot allow myself to forget, even for a moment, that this … Continue reading Internalized chaos – an off-the-cuff joint.
I’ve had four solid panic attacks over the last two weeks. Sometimes, you’ll get a hint of one pending but you can head it off. This was not the case here. They’re all connected to foster parenting, and the fear I’m doing something wrong or have made a mistake. My brain is not a fan of the mistake, and since everything I’m doing right now … Continue reading Tidal panic attacks – they ebb and flow – an off-the-cuff joint.
The new year always turns me into a cow – I ruminate. Thoughts of this, that, and the other drift across my consciousness, but at this time of year, I tend to focus on the past. Maybe it’s the dark? I’ve been taking an online course about brain development. It has a particular focus on problems that can arise during child development if there is … Continue reading Memories.
From Famine to Feast. 