I spend a lot of time walking on the beach. It’s where I go for a mental detox, and I guess I need a lot of them. Sometimes, when the mood is just right, I compose little free form verses like this one.
I am a wave heart
And a sun soul
Wrapped in a snake skin
Once upon a time, writing was my escape from childhood trauma, abuse, and neglect. Then a funny thing happened; as my PTSD got worse, my words went away. When I wasn’t dissociated, I became an expert at hiding in plain sight. I became an invisible girl. I grew into an invisible woman. I tried to do all the things I wanted to do with my life, but I did them while hiding away from the world as much as possible.
Every day I grow stronger and healthier, and my words are starting to come back. I have also discovered a love for photography. So this blog was born; a place for a formerly invisible woman to share her art with those that find it. I am not afraid to be seen any longer.
It is my hope that other invisible people will find this blog, and embrace their own radiant selves.
Header image based on “Butterfly” by Salvatore Gerace, (CC BY-SA 2.0) adapted by Maggiemorphosis