shame
This piece is an elegy for my shame, and a tribute to the work of all my clients enlightening themselves to the consequences of living with structured-in shame. I suggest that shame is not the evil per se - the problem (as with money) is the fact that shame is not shared out equally. Some people end up holding more than their fair share - because we’re queer, racially marginalised, and often due to unprocessed intergenerational trauma.