Being Left Behind
Trauma triggers abound.
I am starting to see a pattern in my life. And it has to do with being the one who was left behind.
As the oldest in a large family, I was one of the first to leave the roost. I was also filled with wanderlust as a child and took advantage of every opportunity to leave, though they were rare. I enjoyed, and still enjoy, adventure. I’m a double cat, horoscopically-speaking; a…