When Her Well Wasn’t Well for Me
When Her Well Wasn’t Well for Me
Twenty years after leaving an abusive relationship, I entered a Christian crisis organization hoping to gain experience in survivor support and rebuild my relationship with faith. Instead, I found myself in another environment where belonging seemed to require silence, conformity, and distrust of my own perception.
The Person I Had to Become
The Person I Had to Become
Before I understood trauma, masking, ADHD, or autism, I learned how to read rooms, monitor reactions, and become what each environment seemed to require. This is the story of the survival skills that helped me endure—and the cost of becoming so aware of everyone else that I stopped knowing how to notice myself.