Poem – Folding

I didn’t want myself anymore So I folded myself Into a paper plane And threw myself away But I could not fly far enough And I landed in a suitcase As the case closed, I know I was safe, They would not look for me, They would see only the case

Toxic Shame – An Analysis of Corner Time

I’ve written about another toxic shame experience here  What do Supernanny, the Simpsons and my educational experiences all have in common? The answer is corner time, the dunce’s corner, standing in the corner, or whatever it’s known as in your part of the world. Misbehaving youngsters frequently find themselves sitting on the naughty step or … More Toxic Shame – An Analysis of Corner Time