I tried to explain how hurt I was. Just like when we were kids, I was trying to get my mother to hear me. She refused to listen to me. Refused to empathize with me. Here I was, a grown-up woman, and the same thing was happening. No reply. Silence. —My Courage to Tell The […]
Category: Complex PTSD
How Childhood Trauma Can Make You Sick
If you don’t know how to say no, your body will say it for you through physical illnesses. —Dr Gabor Maté The long-term effects of ACES The recent headline of the article posted in The Guardian stated: “How childhood stress can knock 20 years off your life.” Anyone who has experienced childhood abuse and neglect […]
Don’t Minimize Your Abuse
Standing there was my brother with one of my mother’s cooking pots sitting on our picnic table. It was full of water. My brother was standing over the pot with a knife in his hand. His other hand was holding some kind of skin. —My Courage to Tell Why do we self-sabotage? Ok, I don’t […]
Dealing with PTSD
When you shut down emotion, you’re also affecting your nervous system. So the repression of emotion, which is the survival strategy, then becomes a source of physiological illness later on. —Gabor Maté, MD Trauma and Triggers As most of you know from following me and my blog, I have been dealing with C-PTSD, anxiety and […]
What is Complex PTSD?
“Often with PTSD there is the traumatic event; perhaps someone was in the war or had a car accident,” she explained. “With Complex PTSD, it’s more when we see psychological abuse. It’s this accumulation over time of feeling threatened.” —My Courage to Tell PTSD is different than Complex PTSD More and more people want to […]
Tickle Torture
“TICKLE TORTURE!” my brother screamed. He held me down. I struggled to get away. “Stop!” “Tickle torture,” he laughed. He held down both my arms with his one hand above my head. I struggled to get away. He had his other arm free. He tickled me. I shrieked! I was laughing but screaming. “STOP IT!” […]
Sibling Bullying
She wrote me that she felt terrorized. She travelled in the car – her bully was there. She ate at the kitchen table – her bully was there. This little five-year-old girl, Little Laura, told me that she had to walk to school with her bully. At school, her bully, with his predatory behaviour, was […]