Track Three

The hot chocolate wasn’t actually hot. It was more like chocolate water put in the microwave for thirty seconds. It also had a funky, metallic aftertaste, like it’d been microwaved in a can and the can had caught fire and melted a little. But the whipped cream made it drinkable. … More Track Three

Track Two

I couldn’t help but see the elevator as very smug and quite pleased with itself, as if it had something to do with everything that had just happened. I decided it was allowed to believe that, and said a quiet “thank you” to it as we got on. … More Track Two

It’s Not Your Fault, and I Stole Some Cognitive Processing Therapy Exercises

It’s not your fault. I’m here to tell you as many times as you need to hear it: this trauma that happened to you—it is not your fault. People are responsible for their own behavior. Sometimes, when trauma occurs, we internalize it. We think it says something about us—that there’s something wrong with us. But … More It’s Not Your Fault, and I Stole Some Cognitive Processing Therapy Exercises