Feral’s Ground
Go to ground. Rest. Regroup. Return.
You look fine from the outside. You’ve done what was expected of you, and done it well. And still something feels out of kilter. You’re not sure who you are any more. Or who you will be.
There is nothing wrong with you. You were trained, for years, and now you’re fighting against it, to get your true nature out.
Ferals’ Ground is where a fox goes to ground when she’s being hunted. Come and rest, find your footing, learn a bit more, and ask me anything. It’s free, and your email is the way in.