by Cyndi Bennett | Aug 14, 2025 | CPTSD, Guest Contributor, Occupational Mental Health & CPTSD, Workplace Trauma
For trauma survivors in the workplace, moments of overwhelming stress can suddenly render even routine tasks daunting. These instances often indicate that we’ve exceeded our emotional capacity — what experts call our “window of tolerance.” Recognizing the early...
by Dr. Mozelle Martin | Aug 13, 2025 | CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Guest Contributor, Mental Health Professional
For many living with PTSD or complex PTSD, there are two leading yet quiet and relentless questions: What if they had truly felt what I felt? Would they still have done it? It isn’t about revenge. It’s about justice that prevents, not justice that destroys. It’s about...
by Elizabeth Woods | Aug 12, 2025 | CPTSD, Guest Contributor, Journaling
We live in a world that is always on the go — 24/7. The media is broadcasting around the clock, and with the internet, there is always someone awake. It feels like nobody takes the time to sleep and shut down anymore. It’s like we live in perpetual daytime. When you...
by Grace Wilkinson | Aug 7, 2025 | Anxiety, CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Guest Contributor, Mindfulness
In the middle of what I would describe as emotional carnage A lot of the support we seek for anxiety, whether it be a podcast, a blog, or a book, often comes from an educational/informative standpoint. This is very useful when we want to develop a better understanding...
by Rebekah Brown | Aug 6, 2025 | ACEs, CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Guest Contributor
Survivors of childhood trauma have an additional burden—the burden of the past. Life takes a toll on everybody, whether you are a survivor of childhood trauma or not. Some days, I feel like I am juggling ten thousand different balls, desperately trying to keep them...
by Roseanne Reilly | Aug 5, 2025 | CPTSD, Expressive Writing, Guest Contributor
There was a time when I believed tension was simply who I was. My shoulders lived near my ears, my breath barely grazed my ribs, and my thoughts raced ahead of me like a storm I couldn’t outrun. Even in rest, my body whispered urgency. Releasing tension felt...
