The Origin of My Anger

Trigger warnings: childhood sexual abuse, rape Yesterday, I said to a friend, “I am so angry all the time. I can feel it bubbling up in me at any perceived injustice. I don’t like feeling this way. This isn’t me.” Normally, I like to consider myself fairly even-keeled, prone to loving and fun conversations rather […]

Muscle Memory

Katrina and Colleene

We all have untold stories, pieces of us that for whatever reason remain buried, unseen. But that doesn’t always mean they should stay there, hidden. I am an advocate of sharing stories as a way to heal — both self and others. And yet, there are some I’ve been reluctant to voice, to name, to […]

Strong Song

Katrina Running a Marathon

It was gorgeous outside yesterday, sun peeking through the clouds, blue sky that went on forever, temperatures in the high 60s. And after a little debacle involving work, I needed to clear my head. Lunch time run, indeed. Chris was in meetings all day, teaching class that evening. I strapped on my Road ID and […]