I sit there, my heart pounding, my fingers clutching my clothes without realising they are as the sound of guns continues… All I can think of is why? Why the hell are we watching this? Or better yet, why are we watching hell?
Words are important. Words have power. And there is something very powerful in being able to use words consciously. Not so long ago, I discovered how healing it can be to have the right words to verbalise your experiences.