Sue Herman Creative – Set Me Free

  • The Women Who Made Me

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    Some of my earliest memories of creativity begin with my sisters. There was a time when we sat shoulder to shoulder, cutting old jeans into skirts and stitching flowers onto denim shirts. The thread felt endless then — shared, bright, and full of possibility. But seasons passed. We each stepped into new roles. New responsibilities.…

  • Learning How to Be Safe in My Own Body

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    Grief layered itself quietly. My body carried it longer than I understood. I didn’t understand how much my body had been holding until I started letting go. Coming off antidepressants was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done — not because the medication failed me, but because it had been quietly helping me survive…

  • Grief Shows Up Late

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    I walked away from my job just as the world was closing in. What I didn’t realize then was how little space there would be between one loss and the next. As I tried to move forward, my body began asking for attention in ways I could no longer ignore. Within months of leaving work,…

  • Coming Home

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    I Didn’t Know How Much I Was Carrying I didn’t realize how much damage I was carrying until I started to feel better. That’s the part no one warns you about. Healing doesn’t arrive with instant relief or clarity — it arrives quietly, through memory. Suddenly, the good times come back. The people who helped…