by Elizabeth Woods | Oct 22, 2025 | CPTSD, Guest Contributor
Mental Health Matters Most of us start the new year with resolutions and new habits for a better future. As the weeks go on and normality kicks in, most of us lose those promises somewhere on the way. Why is it so hard to keep those New Year’s resolutions? It’s...
by Cyndi Bennett | Oct 21, 2025 | CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Emotional Wellness, Guest Contributor, Occupational Mental Health & CPTSD, Workplace Trauma
We all have unique needs and circumstances that can impact our work life. Whether it’s a physical disability, mental health condition, family responsibilities, or any other personal situation, it’s crucial to feel supported and accommodated in the workplace. However,...
by Heather Jurvelin | Oct 20, 2025 | CPTSD and PTSD, Guest Contributor, Self Care
It was easy to fall into a language of extremes to define the world around me For most of my life, I’ve been an “all or nothing” kind of gal. Either all in or all out, I left no space for the forgiving landscape of a “middle ground.” This black-and-white kind of...
by Elizabeth Woods | Oct 16, 2025 | CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, Guest Contributor, Triggers
How Finding the Right Therapist Was The Best Thing I did. Hey there. How are you doing today? Are you enjoying the weekend? In this article, I’m going to share with you how getting the right therapist was the best thing I did for myself. I am not ashamed to admit that...
by Dr. Mozelle Martin | Oct 14, 2025 | Anxiety, Brain Chemistry, CPTSD, CPTSD and PTSD, CPTSD Research, Emotional Flashbacks, Emotional Wellness, Guest Contributor, Insomnia, Mental Health Awareness, Nightmares, Sleep, Trauma
Most people treat sleep habits as personal quirks. One in particular divides the room: letting your feet hang over the edge of the bed. Some find it soothing. Others feel a surge of anxiety at the thought. This is not only folklore or horror-movie residue. The...
by Heather Jurvelin | Oct 9, 2025 | Attachment Trauma, CPTSD and PTSD, CPTSD Poetry, Guest Contributor
I don’t always feel hopeful or strong. Abandoned insecurities masquerade as anxiety Splintering me into a million shards I seek safety in an impossibility A home to isolated and...
