Trading Diagnoses for Stages and Frameworks in Healing | A big part of healing my nervous system, I believe, was to accept the weirdness, love it, and give myself the freedom to explore it without judgment, without labels, without diagnoses, treatments, or suppression.

The Toxic Spiral of Looking for Purpose in Suffering

I made a promise I intend to keep with every fiber of my being: if I got a second chance at all the things I loved and took for granted, I wouldn’t waste it this time on fear and self-doubt. I was gonna live.

TW: Religious Abuse | The deadly consequences of silence

This Tickaversary post is purposely, joyously, and miraculously late. I had a feeling long ago that it might be, and I began so many...

This Leaf | A Poem by Joyclam

Can I respect everything in its season – winter, exhaustion, rest, grief? Can I honor Sabbath, transition, liminal spaces, unknowing?

recycle | repurpose | revive

Post-Coronial dystopia

Why I Don't Celebrate (If I Don't Want To)

2022 | digital media

In the war at home, I honor the sanctity of grief. My grief. Their grief. Your grief. Our grief.

Tricks and Treats for Getting Off Antidepressants (not-medical advice from not-a-doctor)

What remission from chronic Lyme is NOT is a sudden restoration to 100% health. A new life is here. And there’s no road map. Now what?

If I am to remember God's love in my darkest times, I would ask Him to remember what it's like to grieve so hard you drown the whole world.