What has kept me proudly poor all these decades…
Will let you know what I’ll do about it…
Update: I asked Source if I can pull “whore”… I got a yes answer.
It attached on my forehead. After I pulled it, just like any other attachment, I started to cry. I hadn’t cried about this in the past 20 years.
But the proof of the pudding…
Thank you SMW… ahem, thank you. I said it was dicey… thank you for allowing yourself to feel.
This was very moving, Sophie. I’m still sitting with the reverberations of your re-telling of your childhood experience… feeling compassion for your trauma and listening keenly how you’re sharing it as a lesson for us to see and FEEL and make connection to the words ..(and the legacy of those words). Oh the things and slurs we tell ourselves… whore, stupid, dirty… so much more I want to share… but I’ll leave it here or the rest will sound too pat. Thank you.