My recovery from childhood sexual abuse
I didn't sleep well last night.I am so exhausted.Neither did my little one.There is no denying the connection she and I have.I swear the nights I am fitful, so is she.I won't deny I am grateful to not be alone in those moments.Awake and tossing, we finally settle back to sleep after maybe an hour... Continue Reading →
In normal fashion, every morning - my hubby and I started off at the table together with our coffee and a quick check of our online business analytics. It's the tedious work that we try to spice up with each other's company. During this time we check all of our social media emails, calendars, etc,... Continue Reading →
I hope those who need this, see it. I don’t have much energy for anything other than was is absolutely necessary right now - but I feel this and it needs to be shared. Normal posting will resume tomorrow or Wednesday, it’s time for me to rest my mind and body for a day or... Continue Reading →
The losses just keep coming.The hurt that comes with.The constantly echoing "WHY?"keeps bouncing around in my head. I don’t even know how to explain the kind of week, hell - month that I have had. The punches keep coming and I keep wondering how many more I can take before I can’t punch back anymore.... Continue Reading →
Today it one of those days where,it is taking everything I have to stay productive.Turns out my process is exhausting.I can’t wait for the day this mental and emotional fatigue stops.Does it ever?I have been sitting herepondering thoughts about healing.The Does it ever get better? Does it ever get easier? conversation in my head whereI have... Continue Reading →
What a morning. Well really, what a week. Actually - it's only been a couple days.This morning I worked on a new piece,I plan to submit it to the Emerging Blog Series on Mental Health @ Home.It took me three tries, numerous breaks, and 7 hours.It's not even that deep a piece,necessarily.But it is a... Continue Reading →
As we heal, we learn that there is no final destination in in healing childhood trauma; instead we realize that it is a daily choice that we must make.
It’s been hard to stay focused and consistent lately. Balancing the tenderness of my scars with the happiness I deserve has been the hardest part of managing PTSD. Especially when life throws curve balls that trigger trauma responses. Still, I am resilient, I am determined, and I’ve got this Today I’m treating this piece like... Continue Reading →
No words will ever do justice to my love for this woman, or the grief I feel over losing her. Still, every year, I try.
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Welcome to my journey through C-PTSD in the aftermath of childhood sexual abuse. Come along as I share all the the ugly, the messy, and the chaos that follows trauma into adulthood. We can all learn and heal together.
