My Body Knows. . . If My Brain Cannot Articulate

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That’s just it, I struggle to describe it.

I was just “put in my place” by a white, male, physician.

My body told me I was treated poorly. The treatment wasn’t abusive but it WAS reminiscent of an abusive past.

As my brain was justifying his behavior, my body indicated something was amiss.

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