by Rebecca Donaldson | Dec 18, 2020 | ACEs, Complex PTSD Healing
I was told one time that girls don’t play sports. So I stood outside of grocery stores at 14 and sold pizza cards until I had the 3,000 dollars to play volleyball. I was scoffed at one time when I said I wanted to study abroad. “Good luck with that,” someone said. So...
by Alice Kenny | Dec 4, 2020 | ACEs, Complex PTSD Healing, CPTSD Survivor Stories, Eating Disorders and CPTSD, Guest Contributor, The Brain and CPTSD
(The article below is an excerpt from my book, Crazy Was All I Ever Knew: The Impact of Maternal Mental Illness on Kids. I have used a pseudonym to protect the privacy of family members.) Research shows that many children who experience adversity are amazingly...
by Alice Kenny | Nov 27, 2020 | ACEs, CPTSD Survivor Stories, Eating Disorders and CPTSD, Guest Contributor
Most kids of parents with a mental illness experience childhood differently and less innocently than other children as they deal with their often chaotic home lives and navigate their worlds. If you are the son or daughter of a parent with a mental illness, and you...
by Alice Kenny | Oct 16, 2020 | ACEs, Complex PTSD Healing, Guest Contributor, The Brain and CPTSD
I missed out on hugs and cuddles. My mother, who was mentally ill, did not display affection. In second grade, I walked home from school with a friend. I remember watching as she ran up her front steps. Her mother would be waiting for her at the door with a smile....
by Alice Kenny | Oct 14, 2020 | ACEs, Guest Contributor
(The article below is based on an excerpt from my book, Crazy Was All I Ever Knew: The Impact of Maternal Mental Illness on Kids. I have used a pseudonym to protect the privacy of family members.) My mother, who was mentally ill, never hugged me, never caressed me,...
by Chris Prange-Morgan | Oct 9, 2020 | ACEs, Attachment Trauma, CPTSD, CPTSD Survivor Stories, Hypervigilance, Mindfulness, Outer Critic, Trauma-Informed
Sometimes raising a child with developmental trauma feels like drowning. During the pandemic, the usual lifelines of educational and community support are decreased or absent, and many parents are left feeling suffocated and alone. Our son spent two years languishing...
