Different aspects of my life reverberate in different parts of my body. Pain in my
shoulders and upper arm muscles emanates from my now-deceased abusive
adoptive mother, which still act up whenever I think about my childhood.
My arms are twinging -- Hi Mom!
But when I think about my adoption, the place I feel it is at the front and base of my neck, right on the windpipe. It's as if someone is choking me, or trying to keep me from speaking. I'm feeling a lot of that lately.
But when I think about my adoption, the place I feel it is at the front and base of my neck, right on the windpipe. It's as if someone is choking me, or trying to keep me from speaking. I'm feeling a lot of that lately.
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