Words don’t make a story. Something more profound than vocabulary is at the heart of a good story. Something more real. It’s Truth.
With emotional intelligence comes the understanding that between the stimulus and the reaction exists your power to choose.
Survivors witness and feel beneath the story... Fragmented, often locked away in an unconscious vault; we banish pain in order to survive it.
Cheers to totem animals in healing, they've become quite hip in the New Age movement...Animals don't hide when they're wounded. They roar or growl or snarl.
Is this story real or something you made up to protect you from feeling his pain, and seeing a part of yourself you don’t want to see?