dissociation, flight, freeze, trauma Those that have been traumatised sit on the back row, indoors Head against a wall surface Tara star

I cope alone. Mention of medical procedures. sexual health

Poetry, me and my ADHD, Stimmy stimmerson, a poem about living

I’ve been thinking..

Identity, shame, the self

not about any one person or experience

How our shame brain talks to us

TTPD

What’s masking What’s real? Is there such a thing as reality in a world with thin layers that bleed as they peel Are rhymes a high note Taking the truth out of the day Because, honestly, grief constricts of endless The vice that, only partially, crushes Harnessing ‘failures’ to shame .. Bought and sold The me you own There and, consistently Can be your steady anchor That’s the me that I vow to pull in and take home Angel Sunflowers Wrapping In those who feel like home to me

self-care, unshame writing about mental health / talking about mental health matters You are worthy Tara trauma

Hope. Change.

everyday inspiration, healthy relationships, boundaries poem

decoding memories, triggers

mention of medical treatment, do we need ‘definitions’?

notes and drafts, feeling like ‘nothing’, one day, ramblings, rumblings

I’m older now, child parts, inside

I talk to the sky, stars and all the paper Trying to remind me that I’m just sad

Hope, Tara poet, skies

Stuck. poems.

What I’m thinking about