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The Unseen
I talked last time about identity and crutches, mentioning I didn’t want to identify with my crutches as a way to feel more unique or important. On one of my first days hiking without the crutches, it seemed the universe was going to help me make the transition. As I was walking down the trail
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Identity and crutches
I’ve been thinking about identity lately. Having grown up with serious post traumatic stress and dissociated parts I had a hard time knowing who I was. I was teased a lot as a child, never feeling part of any group. I had no real friends and to protect my sanity, I learned to hide. I
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Crutches Part Two
450 miles of hiking with crutches means there’s bound to be more than one blog written about them! So bear with me as I expound on more of my thoughts on crutches. I believe all the crutches I’ve used in my life have helped me in someway. But using them came with a price. Some
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Trail Fest and Crutches
I’ve walked over 400 miles of the Florida Trail using crutches, so it’s no wonder I’ve been thinking about the different types of crutches I’ve used to get through life. In early childhood I used dissociation and created alternate parts to deal with abusive situations the rest of me couldn’t handle. I also erected walls
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Quick Update
I appreciate all the people who read and comment my posts and in recognition of that I like to post at least a few posts each week while I’m hiking. Usually I can do that, but these last few weeks have really tested my ability to write while on trail. Hiking on crutches has been
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Advice
Now that I have a broken foot it seems there are two camps of people. One group calls me Badass, says I’m inspiring and encourages me to keep going. There’s another group that are concerned for me. They tell me I should give up and go home so I don’t hurt my foot more. I
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