Heavy Lifting
I went to the grocery store this morning. I have never liked grocery stores. I have trauma around food which complicates my shopping experience. But this morning as I walked down the aisles, I...
I Want to Go Home
There may be nothing more horrible than the isolation that comes with a childhood of complex trauma. It isn’t that we are alone. We are probably surrounded by people, but we are alone on the...
Time for Rest
I have always been a hard worker. The compliments about my productivity have been endless. People are always amazed at how much I can get done. “I wish I had your energy.” “How do you stay so...
The Chains of Fear
I have been experiencing an intense inner battle lately. It is stirring up my system and creating anxiety I haven’t felt for a while. Don’t get me wrong, it was normal for me to feel this in...
How Can I Be Of Use?
There were many lies in my childhood. My abusers told all sorts of stories for why it was my fault I was treated so poorly and how I would never be able escape. I learned horrible things about...
But Can We Accept It?
Over the past two weeks, I have been sensing a strong theme. It has been showing up in my own life but it has also been coming from my clients. The same questions are coming at me in our...
Collateral Damage
I love my inner parts. I would not have survived my childhood without them. And I would not have healed my trauma without a deep love and acceptance for them. Every inner part has brought...
When Desperation Calls
Desperation is a familiar feeling for those of us with complex trauma. Our goals can feel impossible and completely out of our control. That feeling of powerlessness has been around a long time...
My Kids Are Watching
When my children were born, I knew that I would dedicate my life to helping them be safe, healthy and happy. I wanted my children to have a very different childhood than mine. I was willing to...
Powerless Parenting
Powerlessness is one of the most damaging emotions coming from a childhood of complex trauma. It is the foundation of depression. It keeps us paralyzed. And if we don’t recognize it for what...
