by Rachel Grant | Nov 19, 2024 | ACEs, Brain Chemistry, CPTSD, Emotional Wellness, Guest Contributor
I recently connected with Alex Abraham, an author with a powerful story about using psychedelic plant medicine to work through childhood trauma, and I wanted to share a bit of his story and approach to healing with you today. As a child, Alex was s*xually assaulted by...
by Shigeko Ito | Nov 18, 2024 | Anxiety, CPTSD, Emotional Wellness, Guest Contributor
On the evening of Election Day 2024, I was so emotionally invested in the outcome that I couldn’t sit still next to my husband as we watched the coverage unfold. Instead, I paced around the house shouting, “We are on track to win!”—repeating...
by Rachel Grant | Nov 13, 2024 | ACEs, Childhood Sexual Abuse, CPTSD, Guest Contributor
TRIGGER WARNING – This article discusses sexual abuse. We are going to address an often ignored topic: sibling s*xual abuse. Over the 17 years of doing this work, I’ve supported countless people in healing from this type of abuse, which has its own unique...
by Tonia Cordi | Nov 12, 2024 | Brain Chemistry, CPTSD, Emotional Wellness, Guest Contributor
Dealing with conflict is probably at the bottom of most people‘s lists. It’s uncomfortable and requires vulnerability. We all carry dysfunction and unresolved issues, and I venture to guess that MOST of us have not had positive role models growing up showing us how to...
by Lena Pousette | Nov 11, 2024 | ACEs, CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Domestic Violence, Guest Contributor
“Mom, Dad doesn’t love you… or Spenser. He only loves me.” “That’s not true, sweetie, why do you say that?” “He doesn’t treat you nice.” I looked down at my 5-year-old boy. His innocent eyes stared up at me while he declared his truth. Inside, I fell apart. I knew my...
by Natalie Rose | Nov 8, 2024 | Boundaries, Complex PTSD Healing, CPTSD, Guest Contributor, Healing Self-Shame
“I can’t forgive myself.” Daily, I uttered this phrase. When I said it, my loved ones were concerned. “But what do you need to forgive yourself for?” They’d ask, perplexed. For them, there was nothing I’d done that needed forgiving. The voice in my head screamed,...
