The violence inside

Into the Wilderness: Story 47 When you grow up in a family with rage, the violence festers inside you. It fuses with your genes, a biological link now passable to future generations. I know this because I am the angry daughter of a furious man. I have borne a child who simmers and seethes; angerContinue reading “The violence inside”

The Ridge- REPUBLISHED

Into the Wilderness: Story 6 Our rented SUV was one of the last in the parent caravan. We drove along winding paved roads until we turned off onto dirt pathways, passing white clapboard houses nestled among the hills, weathered with moss, a lone horse, a few sheep hugging dilapidated barns. Then, we turned onto pittedContinue reading “The Ridge- REPUBLISHED”

Sunshine- Republished

Into the Wilderness: Story 4 When Catina went into the wilderness, we did too. Our wilderness was inside us, the intricate branching of thought and memory that builds up over time. The feelings we had pushed aside- that most adults push aside- sprouted like seedlings in sun. I became aware of my part. I haveContinue reading “Sunshine- Republished”

How Wilderness Therapy Saved My Family

Into the Wilderness: Story 43 Lately I’ve been seeing a lot of negative commentary on wilderness and residential therapy. Paris Hilton released Hell Camp, a Netflix documentary about her treatment experience. NY Times Author Kenneth Rosen has written “Troubled: The Failed Promise of America’s Behavioral Treatment Programs.” Prolific podcaster Tiffany Reese of “Something Was Wrong”Continue reading “How Wilderness Therapy Saved My Family”

Hi, it’s me

Into the wilderness: Story 42 With the latest family incident, I have concluded: I am the problem. Immediately, Taylor Swift’s “Anti-Hero” ricochets through my head: “It’s me, hi, I’m the problem.” I am a trauma magnet. I say ”magnet” because the trauma happens around me, to my closest family and friends. By extension, these areContinue reading “Hi, it’s me”

Resiliency hangover?

Into the the wilderness: Story 37 One of my strengths has been resilience. If you’ve read the wilderness entries of Walk the Moon, you’ll see that my family and I have been through a lot- and those entries are only a few of many dramatic and traumatic events, with some good times for imagined balance.Continue reading “Resiliency hangover?”

For art’s sake

A Surviving Facts Blog When I was an adolescent, I struggled with learning. In the third grade- the year I moved to a new school system and first became chubby- I began in the most advanced class and was pushed down lower and lower until the school wanted to place me in special education. ThisContinue reading “For art’s sake”