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The Uncomfortable Truth About Healing: It’s Not an Easy Journey

For adults who overcame childhood trauma

We seldom voiced our pain, keeping the truth hidden from our friends.

Our parents said they loved us, but their actions told a different story. Their words shattered our hearts and stripped away our sense of worth.

We desperately wanted their affection, confused by what we had done to deserve their anger, strikes, and desire for us not to be there.

They would hit us, scream at us, and blame us for their unhappiness. Then they’d pull us into their arms, feeding us confusing lies about how they loved us despite how “bad” we were and how it was our fault they hurt us, our fault they were angry.

As each day started, we often wished for it to […]

By |2025-02-25T15:56:06-07:00September 16th, 2024|Dore Frances, Why Wisdom Is Harder Than You Think|0 Comments

Let’s See If You Can Keep Up with This Thrilling Family Tale!

From left to right: My Grandpa George, Grandma Ollie, Grandma Helen, and Grandpa Adrian.

Grandpa George and Grandma Helen were my mother’s and her sister’s parents. Interestingly, Helen and Adrian were good friends.

Grandpa George and Grandma Helen didn’t have much in common—nor did Ollie and Adrian.

Eventually, both couples divorced. Grandpa George then married Ollie, and Grandma Helen married Adrian. This photo captures a special moment during their trip to Hawaii to celebrate their new unions.

Grandpa George and Grandma Ollie lived at 636 Maple Court in San Leandro, California. They were actual city folks enjoying the conveniences and lifestyle of urban living.

On the other hand, Grandma Helen and Grandpa Adrian settled in Grass Valley, California, where they ran a wood mill. They […]

Growing Up with a Stepmother Struggling with Bipolar Disorder

Unpredictable actions, intense emotional shifts, and suicide threats.

I am opening up about my experience growing up with a step-parent who had bipolar disorder.

At 12, I moved into the house at 1161 Covington Road in Los Altos, California, and began life in what appeared to be a typical middle-class family.

However, those close to us—friends, neighbors, and relatives—were well aware of the underlying turmoil. I never knew which version of my stepmother I’d face each morning. Would she be the nurturing stepmom I had expected, as promised by my father?

Or the aloof stepmom who insisted I start looking after myself and care for my three younger brothers and even demanded that I pay for any food I took from the kitchen?

Some […]

The Unfortunate Reasons Families Create a Black Sheep

I was the outcast in my family.

The “black sheep.”

Often viewed as the family outcast, the black sheep is typically perceived as different or unusual.

The family usually believes the black sheep is to blame for their isolation. While it’s true that the black sheep may sometimes be seen as “odd” by general standards, my label came from my intuitive and empathetic ability to see into people’s souls.

My stepmother, however, dismissed this as a sign of mental illness. It’s uncommon for someone labeled as a black sheep to have a mental disorder.

In truth, many black sheep are kind-hearted individuals with much to offer their families and the world. Often, they are among the most talented and insightful, sometimes the most creative, or […]

By |2025-02-25T15:45:33-07:00September 13th, 2024|Dore Frances, Why Wisdom Is Harder Than You Think|0 Comments

Are We Defined by Our Choices? The Power of Decisions in Shaping Our Lives

Where I am today is the outcome of my choices—whether five years ago, fifteen years ago, or even this morning. We are responsible for how our lives have unfolded and play a crucial part in shaping our future. While we’re constantly making decisions, we don’t always fully grasp their long-term impact.

I know I certainly didn’t when I was younger. The first step is clearly defining the kind of life you want.

My intention was to have a calm, comfortable, happy, simple, and uncomplicated life.

Before making any decisions, it’s essential to ask yourself, “Will this action bring me closer to the life I envision or push me further away from it?”

I didn’t start consciously asking myself these questions until I was in […]

By |2025-02-25T15:43:01-07:00September 13th, 2024|Dore Frances, Why Wisdom Is Harder Than You Think|0 Comments

No Escape: Confronting the Past and Finding Strength

I was on sabbatical in Pacific Grove, California, one year ago today. Aspen and I spent the day at Pebble Beach, visiting the iconic Lone Cypress, often regarded as the most photographed tree in the world. The Lone Cypress stands as a powerful symbol of resilience and perseverance, thriving despite the harsh elements of its environment and enduring even through efforts to remove it from its precarious position.

Earlier today, I found myself sitting in my therapist’s office.

I think many of us share the misconception that the ideal way to live is by avoiding pain and seeking comfort above all else.

For much of my life, I held onto this belief myself.

Looking back, I realize I’ve lived a bold, adventurous life that […]

The Beatles’ Historic First Concert in Seattle: A Night to Remember

The Beatles played their first Seattle concert on August 21, 1964, with more than 14,000 excited fans packing the old Seattle Center Coliseum. Despite the electric atmosphere, the cheers were so loud that most of us couldn’t hear the music. I was there among the crowd, thanks to my Aunt Dorothy, who surprised my friend Jeannie and me with tickets for my birthday while I was visiting her in Washington that summer. The noise was intense. This concert was only the third stop on The Beatles’ inaugural U.S. tour and the first event ever held at the venue, originally built for the World’s Fair. The crowd’s volume was overwhelming. It made no difference to fans like me, who was only […]

A Great Sadness: Navigating Grief and Healing

Everyone assured me that my grief would ease after a year, but it only intensified.

I couldn’t help but wonder—was there something wrong with me?

On January 5, 2022, profound sorrow and a great sadness enveloped my life, leaving me silent for a long time. I withdrew from social interactions, rarely seeing anyone except during brief encounters at the local grocery store or on an occasional walk with Aspen. When I did cross paths with someone, a polite hug might be exchanged, but words were scarce. Being around others was challenging for me. I feared that any conversation might rip open the fragile scab over my wounded heart.

We all experience the loss of loved ones throughout our lives. For most, time eventually […]

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