trauma is stored in the body. you’ve heard this, i’ve heard this. but where? i spent some time last year trying to figure out where mine lives. my digestion is fine—no IBS or allergies. no migraines. no insomnia. i thought i was one of the lucky ones. then i realized it wasn’t my gut or my head; it was my fists.
i was sitting on the couch one day, anxiou…
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