
Crossing the Finish Line At long last, the official trailer for Paper Birds is here! I want to start by giving a huge thanks to Jordan Graff, my editor, for putting this together. As you may know, this thing has been nearly half a decade in the making, and that’s if you don’t count its origin in…

Summer 2020: Creative, Colorful, Curious So I won’t be able to line this up perfectly as I’ll be abroad the first two weeks of September, but seeing as we’re nearing the five year anniversary of when this whole story began, I thought maybe I’d document that fall in real time, half a decade on. This…

Shame, Vyvanse & Doodles, Oh My! A drawing I did depicting how my brain felt before EMDR, how it felt/feels ‘after’ two years of EMDR, and how it feels on Vyvanse, a type of ADHD medication. Might do a few posts related to this since it’s intertwined with the journey of Paper Birds. For now, a general update: I…

A Short Exercise I Did Outside of Session So I’ve been in EMDR for over a year and a half now, but more recently my therapist and I have switched gears to IFS, which I think I’ve found equally transformative. Yesterday, I actually mapped some of my parts (I’ll link the tool I used below)…

The First Half of Paper Birds Is Here! Paper Birds is a short documentary I’ve spent the last several years directing that explores the experience of living with fragmented trauma memories and the delayed-onset PTSD. Through personal stories, interviews, and symbolic visuals, it sheds light on what we mean when we say “the body remembers trauma”—and…

This was a drawing I did a few weeks into sessions with Dr. Sizer. I will get into the original interpretation, but first I wanted to explain it’s most prominent meaning to me now: It’s sort of a different manifestation of a drawing I also did that fall called “A Splash of Self”. I remember…

***Clip originally posted on YouTube in 2022 “Trauma—specifically recovered memories of trauma—and transference is a big theme in our documentary, and that’s because my relationship with my oldest niece, Evelyn, has held a big part in all of this. She’s been the subject of my worst nightmares, and her wellbeing the source of my anxiety.…

This was a drawing I did the day after August 29th, the night I had my first flashback. I was working at Ross at the time and scribbled it on the back of receipt paper in a desperate attempt to illustrate what that experience had felt like. When I had my first flashback, I was…

This was a drawing I did the late fall of my junior year of college. I found I was having a lot of mood swings, not just then, but since I had ‘remembered’. I would alternate a lot between a deep sadness and a fiery anger. But the feelings themselves seemed to transcend those words.…

“Always Almost”, a poem I wrote recently about how I feel since developing PTSD. One thing I’ve experienced is an uptick in anxiety over all after 2020. It’s like now I’m always waiting for the next catastrophe to happen, to the point that I have these fears based in nothing that can deeply impact my…