This is not about me. The blog is the Diary which is about me, Wolf and us. Admittedly, as I am the writer/author behind this, it will be mostly about me and the struggles of trauma, multiple types of abuse over short and long periods of time and the systems we navigate.
This is about one Season in 2020: a transformative one
A season of nature, camping in a tent and shattering the worst of my social anxiety.
Rusty
A season of “…progress I cannot let her lose.”
Wolf
Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.
Dr. Seuss
I have NO intention of doing so, Dr. Seuss, after I have processed what I need to with good old healthy tears!
Brief overview of the Season
It began in July. A little boy was walked, in his stroller, every day. By the end of November, when we left, that little boy and I took walks almost every day. He came home filthy many days ! A sign to me, we had a great day!!!
In between July and November 2020, we met great people, good people, and bad people. We saw abuse, trauma, alcoholism and public humiliation. We were on the receiving end of one of the public humiliation incidents. After that, Wolf distanced himself from my friend while I missed the red flags and warning signs of danger. My relational safety was gone almost as quickly as it had begum to develop. Yet, I was not the same person. I had cognitive wherewithal, processing better, healing some, aware, identifying and more.
Was it enough? Yes! And I intend to maintain it. So, I began the Diary I hope you read and then subscribe to.
Be well!
Thank you, Reader!
Rusty & Wolf 2019 