June 24 2025

I haven’t been for a walk outside of my complex since last fall, before fall semester began. I went to bed deeply sad last night, woke up the same. Between this lovely, much needed walk, and a therapy session where we dug into what was triggering the sadness, I’m feeling better.

I am deeply grateful to my therapist and her use of EMDR therapy. We unpacked some deep stuff, traveled back to 5th grade, and I made a decision to honor my feelings; and to stop doing things for fear that I will miss out, or be excluded. And the big one, to stop creating solely to receive recognition. Damn if that stuff isn’t tied to sweet lil 5th grade Camilla. 🖤👽🖤