The Body Grief Journal

In survivor communities, we are often gathering with wounds that have never been fully tended to. Everyone enters the room carrying layers of history, memory, and protection. We come longing for connection, recognition, and shared understanding. We come hoping to belong. And in that shared tenderness, something very human can happen. Our old survival strategies come with us. The ways we learned to stay safe. The ways we learned to make sense of chaos. The ways we learned to i

To be heard, I am expected to package my feelings neatly, to make them palatable. So I have swallowed my rage, buried my grief, and worked to seem agreeable even when it hurts.

Here are some gentle, low-energy ways to care for yourself as the season changes.