Sitting in the bathtub, numbness. Watching the water stream down but not actually feeling the steamy wetness on my skin. An out-of-body experience. Seeing myself curled up in a ball, gasping for air, crying hysterically, trying to reconcile this lost self. “...there's beauty in the breakdown...” this, is one of my favorite lyrics of all … Continue reading Learning to Forgive Yourself
The Sabbatical 