My recovery from childhood sexual abuse
It's surreal.I walk the streets that were once so familiar -my eyes burning from the smoke as a it rises from the ashes.A decades old skyline, forever changed.And what of the people on these streets?These people watching their leadership fail them as their community members are tear gassed,pepper sprayed,and gunned down.You know, they call him... Continue Reading →
Healing childhood trauma is a journey that takes patience, commitment, and a lot of self-love. Journey with me through my sessions as I share the process in real-time.
Trauma responses happen. What are you doing to manage them? Here are 5 journal prompts for processing trauma triggers through writing.
She’s so scared right now, the little girl inside. She feels betrayed, hurt, and angry. She wants moral justice for her pain. How quickly life lost direction. She is panicked, frenzied. Her feelings are bleeding through. Breaking the surface, becoming my own. The woman: Held captive by the chaos of the little girl’s responses. Living... Continue Reading →
Journals play a part in trauma healing. Here are 6 reasons why trauma survivors should keep a journal.
Ironic I laughed at the irony when my writing prompt this morning said to write about what happiness means to me. Happiness has been fleeting for the last few days. It peaks its head occasionally, but in general – I have felt irritated and emotional. It started over a week ago with a facebook notification and has been compiled by... Continue Reading →
Mother's Day isn't the easiest day for some people. Here's my take, as a trauma survivor.
When my words get lost and writers block sets in, I need to remember this is part of my process.
Who am I if I am not broken in pieces falling apart under the weight of my trauma and the resulting PTSD? I have always been a Survivor.
My hope, of all the lessons and experiences that I leave with them once I am gone is that my children learn these three things.
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.
