Krista Smith
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Krista uses words as her medicine to heal from grief and trauma. She writes from her heart and hopes that her emotional vulnerability will help ignite healing within others.
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F*uck The Stages Of Grief
When we talk about the grieving process, the most standard response is that someone goes through the seven stages of grief which are: shock and denial, guilt, anger and bargaining, depression, the upward turn, reconstruction, and acceptance.
By Krista Smith4 years ago in Longevity
How Giving Up Alcohol Changed Me
I started drinking when I was 13. Now, I know most kids start to experiment in their early teen years but for me, it became an outlet for me to deal with dysfunction at home. You see for me, growing up in a morbidly abusive household, the typical teenage awkwardness was amplified.
By Krista Smith4 years ago in Motivation
Dear Body
Dear body, I am sorry for all the mean things I said to you over the years. I am sorry for the projections from other people that made me think you were anything but perfect. I am sorry for internalizing emotional abuse and hate from people who didn’t deserve to touch you or have parts of you shared. I am sorry for the physical abuse we endured. I am sorry for the people who forced themselves into you. I’m sorry that I felt as though we deserved that.
By Krista Smith4 years ago in Humans
Confessions of an Ex-Carnivore
Growing up I never once ate a vegetable. Granted, my mother couldn’t cook so my introduction to vegetables consisted of a frozen block of welfare rations thrown into a boiling pot of water. I was repulsed by the rubbery texture and lack of seasonings to counteract the freezer burn so, quite honestly, I just assumed that this is what vegetables tasted like. And never would I subject myself to such gag-inducing torture ever again.
By Krista Smith5 years ago in Feast
A Practice of Making Peace With Ourselves
For weeks I thought I was dying. There I said it. I was told by my gynecologist that there are masses in my right ovary and they could potentially be cancerous but, to not think too much about it. Which of course, I did. The first week after that appointment I had to come to terms with so many things I had taken for granted. My fertility and the possibility I may not be able to bring life into this world; my mortality, and what that would be like to not only die young but to leave behind a partner who would have to carry that hurt for the rest of his life. We both went through the emotions of what things could look like for us if my prognosis was negative, and it sucked. I started to spiral into this place of “why me?!”, how come I couldn’t just be normal like everyone else my age getting married and having babies and not worrying about their insides rotting away prematurely.
By Krista Smith5 years ago in Motivation
Ego Death: How to Say Goodbye to Parts of the Self
Death of Self. There I said it. In all of its glory I bask in the word death. A word that modern society has placed such a dark and dirty connotation on. Ego death is a glorious, liberating and albeit oftentimes painful process of letting go. A rebirthing process. But what is the ego anyway?
By Krista Smith6 years ago in Psyche
