I spent my childhood climbing trees and making friends with the birds and forest creatures.
I hid in tree hollows and ate wild raspberries with yellow, misshapen Summer apples. I followed the fallow deer through the meadow and watched the minnows swim in the shallow waters.
In the flowering wild under the weeping Willow tree I would lay in the grass drawing in my sketchbook. The sun would warm my face while Mr. Toad chirped in his burrow and the katydids buzzed on the branches.
Ritual Abuse and Trauma Survivor