Emily Cradduck

A Survived Suicide

It's All Narrative by Emily CradduckSeptember 8, 2020August 16, 2021

A Gradual Awakening: or How I Fend Off My Depression

It's All Narrative by Emily CradduckAugust 26, 2020August 16, 2021

Poetry by Emily CradduckJune 30, 2020August 16, 2021

I Stayed, You Stay. You Stay, I’ll Stay.

It's All Narrative by Emily CradduckMay 19, 2020August 16, 2021

Mother’s Day

It's All Narrative by Emily CradduckMay 10, 2020August 16, 2021

It's All Narrative by Emily CradduckApril 21, 2020August 16, 2021

The Painting in the Back of the Closet

Reliving old traumas and heartbreaks doesn’t mean you have to live in the closet with them. It means you have the power to accept that they’re in there, and that you don’t have to be. We can’t change our past, we can only change how we choose to remember it, and how we choose to live with its memory.

It's All Narrative by Emily CradduckApril 11, 2020August 16, 2021

An Open Book With Fine Print

We are all misunderstood. It is the way of life. I will never fully understand you, and you will never fully understand me. Our experiences are not one in the same. Our paths are not lined with the same stones. Do not judge the feet in the shoes you have not worn.