My recovery from childhood sexual abuse
I saw something on Instagram which got me thinking about my journey the last few months. It started during the summer. I was in a therapy session - feeling present, feeling light, feeling happy, and in control when my therapist said it: “What you are feeling is called recovery”. I didn’t really give it too much thought... Continue Reading →
Learning to manage anxiety takes time, but it is possible.
New levels of awareness and growth continue as I journey to recovery from PTSD
A day in the life of Trauma Recovery
Wednesday was National Siblings Day. I woke up Thursday to a sweet message from my sister; if not for her, that day would have passed me by unnoticed. Which got me thinking, reflecting, and thus writing. My sister was born right before my 3rd birthday but our parents separated before she was born. She lived... Continue Reading →
Is living with C-PTSD a life sentence? Or am I letting myself off easy thinking like that?
Real-life living with PTSD.
a poem about awareness as it takes hold after decades of dissociation.
I long for the days when my father's birthday was just a date on a calendar and not a day that caused me such emotional turmoil.
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.
