I booked a flight…

and then I went into an opiate withdrawal.

Winterfest 2021 rocked my world.

I can feel my heart pounding as I continue to pace around whilst attempting to breathe the way my psychologist had taught me. My earliest childhood memories had resurfaced and so had I. I had been disassociating on and off for my entire life. Thirty-five years had hit me all at once...all because of one sentence my son said over the phone during his recent visit with my mother, “I woke up sideways in the bed.”  

“How do you forgive yourself?” my nose was running.

I am a little concerned…

I thought I was going to die.

I felt hot. My halter top was amazing and my body was beaming. I danced in the moonlight while lightning bugs fluttered all around. The trip was slowly becoming more intense. This is where things got weird.