Month: December 2024
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New fibres.
Trauma fills your bones. It pangs when you drive past places you used to know. The sinews cling to your skin and endlessly stretch their fibrous tendrils to create waypoints back to the source. Shitty little strings you can fray but never fully remove. 2023 ended in hidden pain. 2024 began the task of untangling…
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What are we doing in the space?
I want to preface this post with an anecdote: 9 months ago. I’m sat in an upstairs room of a grade-II listed property. It had been converted into an NHS clinic for secondary care psychological therapy. In front of me, my therapist. Behind him to my right, a large window that bled condensation onto the…