The first time we met, I was slowly sipping the morning blues away one cup at a time to the slow rhythm of the waves and the
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The first time we met, I was slowly sipping the morning blues away one cup at a time to the slow rhythm of the waves and the
Soiled is how it feels…is how it felt. I felt dirty when they did it to me. I felt dirty for years afterwards. I still feel
Pillows lost Sheets in balls The smell of sweat, sex and red wine ‘Good morning’ she said with that look in her eye, ‘let me welcome you to
Patricia part 2 – The Painting and The Metaphor by Kate Shaffer The process for painting Patricia’s story begins with finding the imagery that I will use
Patricia (identity concealed) Patricia was brought up in a home with loving parents and siblings. She would never have imagined the path her life has taken over the
I scream because I want to be seen When people with PTSD or BPD become so emotionally overcharged everything losses perspective, the sufferer feels diminished and failing in their
I want to write our tomorrow together – what ever that means. The thought and hope of walking together in life with someone who cares enough about where
Psalm for the Broken was written at a stage when things where changing for me. I had come to terms with what had happened to me. I had accepted
I am not long for this world So I choose to live and leave it Full of peace, hope, joy and grace “I am not long for this