Unrequited Love From our Family of Origin
I started writing as a way to process and talk about exceedingly difficult things I knew I needed to discuss in therapy but was unable to even begin to make sense of myself. For such a long time, I wasn’t able in any way to discuss much more than I had been...
The Missing Peace… An Introduction
For this, my premiere blog post through CPTSD Foundation, I thought I might take a moment to introduce myself as a clinician, expressive therapist, and writer in that order. The reality is I eat, sleep, and breathe my job as a Family-Based Therapist at Scranton...Manipulated Paradox
It’s hard to fathom the levels of manipulation I’ve been subject to. As I walk this journey, I’ve learned that I must grieve the things I’ve lost. Tonight I realized that one of the things I lost was my mother. She didn’t die, but she wasn’t there growing up. I spent...