As a Farm Kid I Developed a Trauma Bond With the Land

Walter Rhein Podcast · Jun 10, 2025 · 6m

Thanks so much for your generous tips! The white house made me afraid. Grass grew beneath the stairs leading up to the door. The wet, rotten steps sagged under their own weight. I feared something ravenous with fangs and claws waited in the shadows.I didn't want to go.“Come on,” my aunt urged. She was my dad's sister. She made me afraid too.She pulled on my arm like it was a leash and I was a dog.“Quit being stubborn, I said come on!”So I moved, reluctantly, one foot forward dragging the toe in the sand. She trotted up the rickety stairs, they flexed and whined. She was large.I looked down…