I’ve noticed something about living with CPTSD that I never expected. When something good happens, or we accomplish something we’re proud of, it isn’t always followed by a celebration. Instead, it can be followed by an emotional crash. It’s as though doing something positive comes with the expectation that the emotional bill is about to […]
I used to think healing would look different. I imagined some major moment where everything suddenly clicked into place. Waking up one morning and realizing I was no longer carrying the weight of the past, overthinking every conversation, no longer replaying old memories, or longer waiting for something bad to happen. That isn’t really how […]
I Expected Relief. Instead, I Felt Fear. When I finally published my book, I thought I knew what I was going to feel. I expected relief after years of writing, editing, second-guessing, and rewriting chapters more times than I care to admit. I imagined there would be excitement, maybe even a quiet sense of pride […]
Apparently I Wrote a Book Well… this is weird. After years of writing about Complex PTSD, trauma, healing, emotional chaos, and the occasional story about getting lost in New York despite living here for decades, I’ve somehow become a published author. I genuinely didn’t see that coming. If you’re new here, this is where I […]
Live with trauma long enough and you notice something. People often hand you religion like a first-aid kit. Personally, I’m open to hard conversations and uncomfortable debates. Yet, being told to “have faith” or “pray about it” can feel like a slap in the face. The same goes for hearing “God has a plan” or […]
There’s a weird thing that happens when you’re a male survivor of childhood abuse and you grow up. You live your life without announcing what happened to you as a kid. There’s no guidebook to follow. You just sort of wake up one day as an adult who’s technically functional. On paper, you’re paying the […]
