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davikath8

The Writer on Self-Creation

Not allowed to speak my thoughts or show my feelings, I was driven by my family of origin into art. More like, taken, tied, threatened,...

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I'm Still Here

Whenever I doubt myself, the continuity of my mind and my body, all I need to do is dance, turning and winding and bending and...

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Continuing the Dance

I keep waiting to be tried for my crimes against humanity. What crimes, you might ask? (I ask myself as well, in constant evaluation of...

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Knowing When to Walk Away

Having recently cut all ties with my family of origin, I have moved from anger, shock, and loss to feelings of freedom, joy, and release....

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My Only Judge, My Heart

I have told my story, read and reread it, edited and proofed it, polished and published it. So goodbye to all that. I slam the door on...

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The Single Lesson of Talk Therapy

The single lesson of decades of talk therapy was communicated to my husband by a naked, elder colleague in the close quarters of a men’s...