Reading this short, powerful essay by Chanel Miller brought me to tears. It made me rethink what “safety” means as being multi-faceted, intricate, and personal.
In addition, Miller describes the profound penalty that is paid when knowing that safety is not guaranteed in any direction one takes when experiencing trauma by other human beings.
I’m definitely buying, “Know My Name: A Memoir.” ✅
I just noticed that the theme of the cover is kintsugi: the Japanese art of mending.