Hello, tender friends!
Here’s my literary confession: I had a fantasy for over 2 years about writing a book with the same title as this blog post. During the most traumatic times of my life in the past, I completely ceased all writing, even journal writing.
With the traumatizing situation going on with my family of origin at present, I’ve had to be intentional about putting pen to paper. I’ve also been intentional about continuing with my somatic exercises to try to release the grief as it rises up. (Again, I’m not being evasive about what’s going on with my family of origin – I’m just not ready to write about that yet. I’m trying to stay afloat with other kinds of writing right now).
During my postpartum health crisis, I desperately searched for words, but no words came. I knew that there was a well deep inside me that needed to open, but I just dug at rock hard dirt, unable to even pierce the surface of the soil.
I was frozen by feelings of worthlessness, frozen in fight or flight, frozen by my inability to stop people pleasing.
This is the writing prompt that I wish I had had during that time:
Something that still bothers me is…
I use this prompt regularly now, and I highly recommend it. I have filled pages and pages recounting things that were buried deep inside of me that I had actually completely forgotten about until I started writing using this prompt.
You don’t need to be in crisis to use this prompt. Actually, my hope is that in using it you will avoid crisis. It has given me a deeper understanding of and compassion for myself.
So this is my wish for you: that you will use it to write yourselves well.
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