#I feel a lot ... idk safer? more capable? when I imagine fighting the sludge together rather than part of my brain being against me

[lemememeringue]

still don't understand what to Do to "sit with the discomfort" so I've just been imagining myself, the ghost of my childhood trauma, and the blorbofication of my mental illness walking down from the brain to the chest cavity and sticking our hands into the black sludge rapidly coating my beating heart and channeling healing golden energy into the black heart until the sludge slows down to an ooze. and then we go back up to the brain and I put the kids to bed.