Put to Rest

***Trigger Warning*** You proudly yelled out that you hired me as a joke. The frumpy, nerd with literally no experience that you threw on the hardest station in a 300 seat behemoth of a restaurant. I watched you work through cancer, getting Chemo on your days off. My first mother’s day we lifted you inContinue reading “Put to Rest”

The first steps are the hardest

I have never thought of myself as someone who had Trauma™. If I go back far enough having been forced in, around, and through therapy as a kid – I had disdain for Mental Illness as a whole – it wasn’t as real as they say it is. While at the time I think IContinue reading “The first steps are the hardest”