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Healing the Hole

Exploring the wounding that cuts so deep

Surrender

Melissa

When I raise the white flag of surrenderUpon a mound of shards of myselfThat could no longer keep it togetherWill anyone even know it? When ...

What I knew all along

Melissa

“I can’t need anyone,” I said solemnly, meaning it with every fiber of my being. “No one cares enough. No one understands. No one has ...

The fence I built

Melissa

I’m dying of thirst Just a few feet away from water Behind a fence Of my own making Why did I erect this fence And ...

Little girl (a spoof)

Melissa

Not too long ago, I was having this major push and pull with the little girl inside me. (Oh man, I’m not the inner child ...

Take me to the ocean

Melissa

Take me to the oceanWhere I can face just the emptiness of an endless horizonTake me to the oceanA force untouched by human infliction Take ...

This is the hole

Melissa

This is the hole. This formless, nameless, colorless chasm of fog. It’s a longing for something that doesn’t exist. It’s being homesick for a home ...

Beneath the surface

Melissa

We discuss benign topics. I stay on safe ground. Expectations, values, a tiny touch on guilt. We can talk about these things. And then I ...

Unfilled

Melissa

You open up a well of needA void in which deep yearning breedsSearing pain that makes me chokeAs I inhale burning, acrid smoke A chasm ...

Story of my life

Melissa

What if the fact that I need healing is a myth planted in my brain by the therapy community? What if the fact that I’m ...