by Elisabeth | Sep 25, 2019 | Defenders, Memory Repression, Recovery
I hate today. It’s my mother’s birthday. While I would never ever contact her, it is a reminder that she has made it one more journey around the sun. Why do the biggest monsters seem to live the longest? I thought my grandparents would never croak. They seemed to...
by Elisabeth | Jun 26, 2019 | Defenders, Dissociation, Memory Repression, Recovery
I love the self-help industry. I am not being facetious. I am very serious. When I first started waking up from the mountains of brainwashing I was holding up, it was the self-help books that saved me. I was surrounded by people who were in denial and I need some...
by Elisabeth | May 1, 2019 | Defenders, Dissociation, Memory Repression, Recovery
We live in a world that focuses on the external. We are consumed by the need for status, labels, money and approval. But we are missing the valuable information about what lies underneath this drive. At the foundation is the need to survive. And driving that need...
by Elisabeth | Feb 27, 2019 | Memory Repression, Recovery, Trauma In Society
When it comes to trauma recovery, there is nothing more controversial than repressed memories. There has been endless pushback about their validity. People who have a vested interest in keeping memories repressed have employed psychologists and lawyers and other...
by Elisabeth | Feb 20, 2019 | Defenders, Dissociation, Memory Repression, Recovery
I watched The Dressmaker last night. The good news: it’s free with Amazon Prime right now. The bad news: it’s full of trauma triggers. There’s rape, murder, death, bullying, domestic violence, drugs, alcoholism, dementia, mental illness, religious oppression,...
by Elisabeth | Jul 11, 2018 | Defenders, Memory Repression, Recovery, Relationships
One of the most common notions we share as survivors of trauma is that life isn’t fair. Coming out of our childhood, it is not only understandable. It is true. Life isn’t fair. We had horrific childhoods. We didn’t get the love we deserved as children. We were...
