I write a lot about CPTSD, the facts, the symptoms, the definitions, and how it shows up in everyday life. And all of that matters. But lately, I’ve been thinking about how that’s only half of the picture. It’s one thing to explain what CPTSD is, but it’s another thing entirely to talk about what […]
Living with CPTSD: Rumination and Embracing Growth
I’ve talked before about how rumination shows up, especially when you’re living with CPTSD. Today, I got caught in it, stuck replaying old mistakes, old choices, things I wish more than anything I could take back. For so long, CPTSD has controlled my life. It’s not easy to admit that, in fact, it’s painful to […]
Music as a Lifeline: Finding Safe Spaces in Sound
Living with CPTSD can sometimes feel like trying to navigate through a storm, everything’s spinning, and it’s hard to find any solid ground. Some days, it’s like the weight of everything just hits all at once: the past, the present, the world around me. But through all of that, one thing has always been there […]
Direct Communication Is A Lifeline for Trauma Survivors
If you’ve ever told me something like, ‘We need to talk later,’ and then walked away, I can almost guarantee you’ve just activated my fight-or-flight system like it’s Black Friday at Best Buy. It’s not that I’m overreacting (though, okay, maybe a little); it’s just that, when you live with CPTSD, vague communication doesn’t merely […]
Parenting with CPTSD: Send Snacks and Backup
Being a dad with CPTSD feels like starring in your own personal three-ring circus, except, of course, it’s not just a circus. It’s a high-stakes act with no safety net, and the crowd is loud and relentless. And when your daughter is soon to be 16? Well, now the lion’s escaped, chasing the lioness, while […]
How I Manage Life with CPTSD (And a Lot of Sarcasm)
Living with CPTSD is the gift that keeps on giving. And by “gift,” I mean that weird mystery box you didn’t order; it showed up uninvited, and now you’re legally required to carry it with you everywhere you go. It’s like an invisible backpack filled with random triggers, unexpected flashbacks, and moments where you’re just […]