Grief and Disassociation (+ journal prompts)

Dear Friends, A few years ago, I had a panic attack while running a webinar workshop for a grief organization. It happened in the beginning while I was talking about how my son Riley had died and how writing poetry had saved me. I felt a familiar tremor run through my body, the clench-hold of my chest and a sensation as if I was outside myself, watching from above. I could even see the top of my head from a birds-eye view of my desk. It caught me off guard because I had told the story so many...