How deep does the trauma go?

Well hello again WebTraveller!

Time to write something about the recent past. I had my therapy session yesterday and I have discovered through this about how the body can talk to you. Let me back up a bit, over the recent past alot of things have been flying through the brain, it seems to be “conversations and statements” that are not from the present, but parts of me seem to cling to them for some reason or another. Doesn’t matter if you dont want to give it attention or not. It seems to take it. This has annoyed me, and I’m not usually someone who really gets annoyed. I remember a while go and my therapist suggested I write and do a journal. I tried it and it did seem to help, but the thoughts triggered the hands nd pen to write and I wound up “reinvesting” things I jsut wanted to rid myself of. Has that happened to anyone else out there? Just curious.

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A good gesture goes a long way

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So today started out pretty good got in a few miles on the bike this morning and with the intense heat a lot of us seem to be getting, I decided to not go as long and made sure I had plenty of water. I mean talk about a wet t-shirt contest!

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On the bike again!

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There is something to be said over things that each of us do for ourselves. I have had this on off relationship with a bicycle over the years, but thinking back to my previous post, about returning to my roots, getting a bicycle when I was younger meant a “source” of freedom. I mean obviously I couldn’t go far from the house, but slowly but surely like with many things in life, you start to spread your wings.. Boy, I’ll tell you now, if it was known where I went in my younger days with it, I’m sure more than a few choice words would have been sent. So this has me thinking, a dear friend (you will know who you are when you read this) in one of our recent conversations we were talking about “nurture vs nature.” To be honest for me “nurturing” was probably the most for me up until the “sex” talk, and then it seemed to taper off “some.”. Entering the teenage years, of course there’s nothing like being hormonal, trying to figure out what all this added newness to the body adds.

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