by Natalie Rose | Jan 27, 2026 | Building Resilience in Healing, CPTSD, Feeling Good Enough, Guest Contributor, Healthy Relationships, Isolation, Post Traumatic Growth, Rejection, Relationships
I still remember the name of their exclusive club: CHABELCK. In seventh grade, the children at my middle school traded their Nintendos and Polly Pocket dolls for iPhones and Barbie dolls–in the form of minions for their social cliques. Soon after the school year...
by Heather Jurvelin | Jan 26, 2026 | ACEs, Childhood Sexual Abuse, CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, CPTSD Poetry, Guest Contributor
Trigger Warning: Detailed Description of Child Abuse I wrote this poem a few months ago, drawing from the well of ancient, long-buried feelings about the first time my mom forced my mouth open and poured Dawn dish soap into it. I was four. Although I had received...
by Victoria B. | Jan 21, 2026 | ACEs, CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Domestic Violence, Guest Contributor
***TRIGGER WARNING – This article discusses ACE’s, child abuse, and murder, and may be traumatic for some readers*** Filicide (n): is the deliberate act of a parent killing their own child. In 1969, Dr. Phillip Resnick published research on filicide and...
by Elizabeth Woods | Jan 20, 2026 | CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Emotional Wellness, Guest Contributor
Imagine that it’s late in the day, and you are still at the office. You’re stuck in a meeting that has dragged on for hours, and your boss is giving a boring presentation on budgets and project deadlines. What he is promoting, you already know, will not...
by Dr. Mozelle Martin | Jan 15, 2026 | CPTSD, Estrangement, Family Estrangement, Guest Contributor, Mental Health Professional
The recent Oprah clip ricocheting across X demonstrates something most people prefer to pretend doesn’t exist. A woman sits across from Oprah and says she hasn’t spoken to her entire family for a year and a half. No calls. No texts. Nothing. Oprah repeats it back to...
by Wendy Hoke | Jan 14, 2026 | Boundaries, CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Guest Contributor
Each year during the Thanksgiving season, I open my storage unit to retrieve my Christmas ornaments. Next to the boxes sits an antique grandfather wall clock that once belonged to my former mother-in-law’s family. It still chimes on the hour, but it no longer keeps...
