A Manifesto of Quiet Self-Respect
I am not here to save others.I am not the correction of their mistakes.I am not the echo of their rage,nor the dumping ground for their misery. I am no longer a child.I owe no…
Embracing Change: Zia’s Journey Towards a New Life in Tunisia
Life is a journey, an ever-evolving process of self-discovery, healing, and transformation. Over the past three months, I’ve had the privilege of witnessing and supporting Zia through one of the most profound and courageous periods…
When Abuse Is Spoken About – and No One Listens
Back at Work After a Break Yesterday and today I returned to the cooperative after a week of vacation. Paddy showed up too – even though his sister died just a week ago. Both Paddy…
Pia: “I never thought you had feelings.”
I begin my list of Dramatis Personae with Pia—because she died last week. And because since then, she has haunted my thoughts.Others will follow at some point. Without order, without plan. Just people who shaped—or…
When Truth Hits: A Week of Revelations
This week completely overwhelmed me. I had barely finished and published my post, “Paddy – Child Abuse, and What Remains,” when life opened the next chapter—one that I hadn’t even processed myself. Monday: Pia’s Slow…