Posts tagged Psilocybin
Fungi Child

In the depth of 5 grams there I found my 5 year old inner child, trapped beneath the overwhelmed, overworked and tired moma, wife, daughter, friend and professional facades. A misunderstood face of rejection and loneliness, she was ugly but cute, obnoxious and endearing. Sweeping her into my arms I made a choice to forgo the familiar sensation of victimhood and claim ownership of this neglected piece of myself.

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