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Author: Kate

  • Please come back

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  • Worst day of my life

    Kate

    I guess love isn’t enough, not even close. Can someone die of a broken heart? Asking for a friend. Read more

  • Piece by piece

    Kate

    “You know the great thing though, is that change can be so constant that you don’t even feel the difference, until there is one. It can be so slow, that you don’t know that your life is better or worse, until it is. Or it can just blow you away, make you something different in an… Read more

  • I am doing well and I am very depressed

    Kate

    Two things can be true at the same time: I am doing well, and I am very depressed. It felt really good to admit that today and say it out loud. I have made a lot of progress in the last few weeks, even though it doesn’t feel like that in my day to day.… Read more

  • The hardest I have laughed in a long time

    Kate

    Today was a good day. I woke up at 6am, bright and ready for the day. I only went to bed at 1am and so cut myself a break, made my plant medicine and then went back to sleep. After all, my plant medicine works best when I am sleeping. I did have some sort… Read more

  • Tears are an honour

    Kate

    The beautiful thing about yesterday’s heaviness was the tears that came unexpectedly and intensely. I haven’t cried like that for a long time. As I learnt in my Ketamine Therapy group, which is based on First Nation teachings, tears are an honour. We must treasure them when they come to us. I have been searching… Read more

  • 7 years of missing you

    Kate

    Today is the anniversary of my Grandma’s death. I miss her all the time. I keep asking the heavens for a sign that she is with me, and it feels very silent from up there. My Grandma was my maternal figure in life. It hurts to write that, as I know that statement will hurt… Read more

  • If words fail you, trying drawing instead

    Kate

    I wrote a letter to a dear friend of mine recently, who was struggling. I wanted the letter to be from my younger self, to his younger self. We have different stories, but a lot of our hurt is the same. A lot of our symptoms are the same. I thought it would be meaningful… Read more

  • Today was hard. Rejection

    Kate

    Today was hard. I was rejected twice. But first, my therapy session: I restarted journalling late last night. I restarted journalling and then I restarted my attempt at daily blogging. Truthfully, I don’t want to share today. Why? Probably shame. Last night when I was writing in my journal, I first admitted that I had… Read more

  • I am: Ayahuasca Night 2 edition

    Kate

    You are loved. You are safe. You have power. He can’t hurt you anymore. I am a hollow bone for everything that Ayahuasca is. I am ready. Born ready. Lots of love, Kate NB: Reposted from March 21st. In my fasted, unslept, raw and frantic (to post something for the day) state, I posted this… Read more