Marcus Phillips

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The person who usually finds me is someone nobody would identify as struggling. They are the reliable one at work, the organized one at home, and the person friends call in an emergency because they are so notably calm. What none of that reveals is how little they sleep, or how carefully they choose where to sit in a restaurant. Those small arrangements are where post-traumatic difficulty actually lives in a functioning adult. It is rarely dramatic and almost never visible; it is a hundred quiet accommodations that have become so habitual they no longer register as accommodations at all. We bring them into view. Most people are startled by the length of the list once it is written down. Caregiving was the background of my childhood, surrounded by capable people who were managing far more than they let on. I notice it now. If your arrangements have become invisible to you, get in touch.