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When My Experience Sounded Smaller Than It Was
What I said reduced what I felt. Each explanation trimmed the edges until something substantial sounded minor, even to me.
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Why Social Workers Are Always Tired Even After Time Off
Time off was supposed to help. I took days away, changed my routine, even slept more—but the tiredness stayed. It wasn’t the kind of fatigue rest could touch, and that’s when I realized something…
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How Being Inarticulate Made Me Doubt Myself
The doubt didn’t start with the experience itself — it started when I couldn’t explain it cleanly. Not having the right words slowly made me question whether what I felt was reliable at all.
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When I Stopped Trying to Explain
After enough misfires, explanation started to feel unnecessary. Not because the experience faded, but because words kept arriving as weaker versions of it.
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The Exhaustion of Holding Other People’s Trauma for a Living
I didn’t realize how heavy trauma could feel until it became part of my daily rhythm. It wasn’t the big moments that wore me down as much as the steady accrual of weight—stories I…
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The Gap Between What I Felt and What I Said
What I felt stayed dense and specific. What I said came out thinner, shaped by what language allowed rather than what experience contained.