Living Under the Dark Cloud Living with CPTSD can feel like carrying a dark cloud everywhere you go. It tags along into every room, every conversation, even the quiet moments when you just want some peace. And after a while, you start to think maybe that cloud is you. That it defines who you are, […]
What Healing Has Meant To Me
We All Heal Differently We all have our own healing paths, and none are the same. Still, we can connect to each other because of the experiences we share, our trauma, the CPTSD, all of it. And you know, there really is something kind of beautiful in healing. To be stuck in a place that […]
Why Letting Go Brings More Peace
Letting Go of What I Can’t Control There’s this thing I keep coming back to on this whole healing ride: letting go of what I can’t control. And listen, it’s not some zen, slow-motion, Instagram reel where I’m floating down a river all peaceful and wise. Nope. It’s usually me gripping on for dear life, […]
Fighting the Invisible Battles of CPTSD
Fighting Battles No One Can See Living with CPTSD means spending vast portions of our lives fighting battles nobody else can see. On the outside, you might look “fine.” You show up to work, you smile at the right times, and you laugh when something’s funny. But inside? It’s a full-scale war zone. Flashbacks, shame […]
Making Peace with a Trauma-Stamped Brain
The brain is this wild mix of wiring, chemistry, and memory, running everything from your heartbeat to your deepest thoughts, all while somehow letting you remember the lyrics to songs you haven’t heard in twenty years. Beautifully magnificent… and sometimes, frustratingly mysterious. It’s a powerhouse of possibility and also a paradox. It keeps us alive. […]
Inside Out, But Trauma Got the Remote
One of my daughter’s favorite movies is Pixar’s Inside Out. We’ve watched it together more times than I can count. And honestly? It’s become one of my favorites too. It’s clever, heartfelt, and somehow it makes all these big, messy feelings make sense, not just for kids, but for adults, too. And every time I […]