Rape Crisis: England and Wales give the following statistics: Between October 2022 and September 2023: 1 in 4 women (6.54 million in total) have been raped or sexually assaulted;
1 in 6 children have been sexually abused;
1 in 18 men (1.34 million in total) have been raped or sexually abused – as adults.

On the 15th of March 2024, Rape Crisis published the following article: Alarming scale of sexual violence and abuse on mental health wards. It reads: “These investigations have uncovered deeply concerning incidents and safeguarding failures within mental health inpatient settings – almost 4,000 sexual safety ‘incidents’ were reported between January and August 2023, perpetrated by a combination of professionals and fellow patients. We commend the enormous courage and tenacity of the survivors who came forward to speak about their experiences of sexual harassment, rape and sexual abuse, raising awareness of this issue.”

Charlotte Lynch, for LBC, wrote, on January 2024: 139 Met officers reinvestigated for rape and sexual abuse after being allowed to keep their jobs. “They  (The Operation Onyx  Team) checked 1,418 officers and 218 staff for missed investigative opportunities, which resulted in 139 live rape and sexual abuse investigations now being dealt with by the Domestic Abuse and Sexual Offences team.” 

Vikram Dodd, Police and crime correspondent for The Guardian, on Fri 9 Feb 2024: Met officers dissuaded children from making sexual abuse claims, report finds “Other failures listed in the damning official report include blaming children for ‘making poor choices’ Metropolitan police officers tried to put off children from making complaints about alleged sexual abuse and privately blamed young people for crimes suffered, a damning official report has revealed. Most investigations into child exploitation were rated as inadequate by His Majesty’s Inspectorate of Constabulary (HMIC). Of the 244 cases it examined, 43 were graded as good, more than half (121) as inadequate and 80 as needing improvement.”

On the 3rd if September 2023, Ed Thomas – Special Correspondent – published on BBC News: Family courts: Children forced into contact with fathers accused of abuse. It reads: “Dozens of children have been forced into contact with fathers accused of abuse, a study has found. In some cases in the research, revealed for the first time by the BBC, the fathers were convicted paedophiles. In all cases, fathers had used a disputed concept in court known as “parental alienation”. The heartbreaking stories in the article demonstrate the little support found by protective mothers/parents, who are further abused by ex-partners and by the judicial system, separating them from their children and destroying lives instead of protecting them.
On the 17th of April 2024, Sanchia Berg, for BBC News, wrote:  Paedophiles could be stripped of parental rights under a new law

Speaking to BBC News, “Ms Harman said paedophiles who were guilty of that crime in the future would be “automatically deprived” of their parental rights.”  This is long overdue and needs to be implemented as soon as possible.

All these statistics and figures are just the tip of the iceberg. They certainly don’t reflect the profound damages (in mind, body and spirit) rape and sexual abuse/assault have on victims. For the last few years. There have been a few scandals relating to “celebrities” and individuals regarded as “powerful” and “hiding in plain sight.” Harvey Weinstein, Donald Trump, Epstein, Dan Schneider, Jimmy Saville. The list is endless. The same pattern occurs when those public figures are pulled out of the shadows, victims are treated as liars and publicly shamed: “Why did the victims speak sooner?” or “Instead of talking to journalists, why not go to the police?” Victims go to the police, and victims speak out (loud and clear), but they are the ones being relentlessly bullied: “Did you say NO?” – “Did you make it clear you didn’t want to?” “S/he/they are too powerful. Nobody will believe you.” – “It is just the s/he/they are! Let it go.”

Let’s not let the “high profile cases” make us forget all the children and adult victims and survivors in danger of sexual assault on a daily basis, at home, by a parent, a sibling, a family member, the church Priest, or the Scout coach. Perpetrators are everywhere. They are skilled liars and groom everyone around them to hide their dirty secrets, but it is clear that there is always some “rumour” or at least one person notices something but brushes it under the carpet. It isn’t that they are hiding in plain sight, it is that too many people know, but turn a blind eye.

The focus on prevention is missing the mark. Whilst educating children about personal and physical space and boundaries, “No, you can’t touch me there.” – “No, I don’t want to. Stop this” is important; it places the responsibility on the victims to stop the abuse when they, often, are too young to understand what is done to them and too young to defend themselves against an adult. The same goes for adults, especially women; “Don’t go home late and alone. Don’t listen to music when walking. Don’t wear this or that” and, again, the famous: “Make sure you make it clear: No is No” A rapist doesn’t care what a victim does or says.

A reminder: the only person entirely at fault is the abuser.

So, what needs to be done – beyond lovely slogans, #s, and prevention?

Education is needed to break all victims’ shaming and blaming myths.

Victims (big and small, and all genders) need safe places to go to and loving, supportive people around them. They need someone who holds space for all their emotions and experiences. They need to be heard.
They need professionals who do their job properly, defending them and holding the perpetrators to account.
Allies – non-abusive parents and carers – must be included in children’s care and safety plan and supported alongside their children.
Regardless of status, position of “authority”, bank accounts sizes, ALL PEPETRATORS should be arrested and face the consequences of their actions.
Law and legislation need to be changed so that supportive and protective parents can keep their children with them.

There is much to do and to be changed. Oftentimes, it feels hopeless.

Take gentle care of yourselves.

Sylvie

Helpful websites:

WE STAND: “Child sexual abuse affects the whole family. It can fracture family relationships and creates lasting trauma. We Stand takes a unique whole family approach to supporting victims of child sexual abuse and their non-abusing parents, carers, and siblings. We aim to ensure that all families impacted by child sexual abuse are supported to move on positively with their lives.”
Helping Survivors: “Our goal is to help people who have been impacted by sexual assault and abuse get the resources and assistance they need and deserve.”

The Survivors Trust – to find support in your local area

Sylvie Rouhani

Writer – Blogger – Poet – Mental Health and Child Abuse Activist

Deputy Editor and Journalist for Taxpayers Against Poverty

Author of The Blossoming Lotus”

https://www.austinmacauley.com/book/blossoming-lotus

New Website: Breaking The Cycles

https://breakingthecycles.co.uk/

breakingthecycles.co.uk

There I was stuck on a boat on the river Thames in a far western area of London. I flew from Denmark with only a couple hundred Euro in my pocket and the opportunity to work with a youth organization. I had arranged a volunteering position on this houseboat where I could trade a few hours of work a day for food and a place to sleep from a questionable website I typically didn’t use. I had known it was a sketchy decision but out of fear of losing more money I chose to not pay for a subscription from one of the more popular life and work internet platforms as this one was free.

The man sensed right off the bat from our phone conversation that I was in a pinch and told me to book an exit flight out of England just in case I got screened at the airport, something not uncommon to do if you’re backpacking Europe with no particular destination. Landing, I made my way to Kingston Upon Thames where we met at a bar for a drink and discussion about the boat and a chance to size each other up. I knew he was an alcoholic after glaring at his picture a second time before leaving Denmark. His face flushed red and sagging with hints of perspiration told a story.

There at the bar, the man ordered three pints for himself offering me one with no expectation. I politely refused having already had one before he arrived. After spending some time talking, I was ready to leave and head back to the boat while he stayed back at the bar to do some computer work. Despite his heavy drinking he seemed put together, little did I know the boat would tell quite a different story. Arriving at the boat along the riverbank in the dark the city gleamed across the water with its old brick buildings, restaurants, and church spires. It was a beautiful and then I saw it. The floating home looked more like a squat house.

Navigating my way from the shore up a step ladder lashed to its side I hoisted myself onto the front deck with my hiking pack and laptop bag. Maneuvering around a dolly and giant water cistern I found the front door. Peering in I was disappointed but more than that I was exhausted and ready to call it a night. Rapping on the door finally someone answered. Following him inside the man was much taller and weighed a considerable amount more. The doors and windows of the boat were plexiglass with cheap ragged black carpeting on the floor. Inside the main area of the boat lay the kitchen with half-eaten food and crumbs amidst random jars of minced meat on the counter. Dirty dishes sat in the sink as though they had lived there for ages. The cupboards and furniture were mismatched and dirty with oil residue from the stove.

Finding my way down a pair of clunky homemade wooden stairs I entered a narrow hallway with white-painted plywood walls just wide enough for one person. The room I had been given sat at the front of the boat directly below where I had entered. Opening the door to my room I found Sai. He was an Indian student living on the boat and now my bunkmate. With little more than a greeting, I set my bags down and made my way back up the hallway towards the staircase and up to the kitchen where I cleaned several of the dishes so I could have something to cook with. The boat had no refrigerator, and its electricity ran from solar power and a generator at the back of the boat.

There were no toilets, just a sink to pee in and coolers for number 2 that were eventually emptied into two sealed barrels at the back of the boat. The bathrooms wreaked of piss. It was a dump, to say the least and after finding the meat I had been instructed to cook for myself that had been left to stay cold in the grill outside I found myself at odds with a foul inedible dinner. Luckily one of the other housemates arrived on the boat and as we talked, we began to find common ground discussing mental health as he was in recovery for addiction. Warming up to each other he saw my plight. Offering me a few pieces of his pizza I gratefully retired to bed in the hull of the ship.

Waking up the next few mornings I would soon begin to acclimate myself to the fact that this was an unlivable situation. As I sat with my feelings and observations there was no way of flipping this situation around. I knew I needed to leave. Arriving in the bedroom I was staying in one evening I found Sai. Looking at him I told him in casual frustration, “I need to get the hell out of here.” Looking at me concerned he asked why. I told him, as if it were not obvious, the decrepit state of the boat had me concerned for my safety let alone having to deal with a manipulative alcoholic. I could feel the way the boat owner talked to me as though he were searching and trying to confirm my buy-in on the ship. One second he would be dominating and demanding and when he would feel me begin to set boundaries he would ease up and try to be accommodating to reel me back in. I could feel the situation was toxic but played along until I could get my head straight about what to do.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. One morning after waking up early I packed my bags. This was it I had to make a decision and now with only 150 Euro I walked upstairs with my gear and set it on the couch. This was it. I would leave and figure something out. Why? Because I loved myself enough to not stay stuck in the fear of the what if and I knew that when you make a change you show the world what you are willing to accept and what you will not put up with. You affirm your worth. This was me choosing love.

Finding my way over the course of the next few days I checked into a hostel near London tower the first night. Trodding through London’s rainy streets I followed my intuition from one hostel to the next as I planned to stop into meditation centers, and whatever other live and work situations I could think of. Making my way to Kensington Chelsea as the sun set the next evening I strolled past the Kadampa Meditation Center towards a cheap hostel I planned to check in at. A stroke of intuition hit me, “go back,” it told me. Turning around I entered the storefront of the building. Walking inside I met a man cleaning the toilets. Slowly as we began talking we realized we had conversed on the phone back when I was in Denmark as I had called asking about volunteering opportunities previously. He invited me to come with him by bus to a meditation center north of London that night. With all my gear there I sat debating. Maybe the meditation center would let me stay the night, maybe I would meet someone? It was around 7 pm, I thought to myself, the worst that could happen was that I catch the bus back to the hostel I was originally going to. The piece of me that wanted to dig its heels in was the piece of me, I was learning, that wanted to resist change, an old identity afraid to die even though nothing was at stake except something new.

That night I found myself in the silent presence of myself and others. It wasn’t just a change or something I begrudgingly decided to check out it was just what I needed. The atmosphere felt so relaxing, and I felt so present with my thoughts, truly grateful to be among other people who cared about their own well-being. My body relaxed. Afterward we all gathered in the lounge area of the center drinking tea and talking. The man I had come with introduced me to some of his friends as we talked, and I told them about my mental health project I had come to London for. A larger fellow with tattoos up his neck and arm several years older looked at my bag. “You need a place to sleep tonight?” he asked me. Looking back at him I told him, “Hey If you’re offering, I won’t say no.” Surprisingly he was on a date but neither of them minded. My friend and the couple now walked out of the center to the tube station, and I laughed out loud to myself at how seamless and easy life felt. It was such a gift.

The next day I would head out of my new mates’ apartment with a full belly from breakfast and a truckload of great conversations and serendipity I truly felt blessed. Making my way that night, back to where I had run into my friend cleaning the toilets, I decided to check back in on a hostel job where I eventually crossed paths with the manager and agreed upon a working position.

Love is a powerful emotion, often it elicits images of joy, ecstasy, intimacy, and ideas of perfection. In an ideal world, love reigns supreme but in all our dreams and fancy we tend to forget the cost which it takes to truly love. Love is not just a simple emotion but a commitment and a choice. It requires responsibility for ourselves first.

In life we are often faced with many decisions, so often we operate on autopilot running away from pain or tough choices and don’t realize just what we are actually saying no and yes to.

When we look at the world from the eyes of love, we become its student. Every situation is an opportunity to learn, every situation is an opportunity to choose ourselves and choose wholeness. So often this means seeing our own humanity in the reflection of someone else or in a life circumstance. When we turn to face the pain or discomfort, we begin to stop identifying with the fear that keeps us separate from those uncomfortable parts of ourselves. This allows us to address and integrate whatever social or personal judgments, stigmas, triggers, and or traumas we may have that keep us running from the acceptance of the parts of ourselves we’d rather not face. When we take full responsibility for ourselves, we make the conscious choice to not just see and feel the discomfort but be curious about it.

Only then can we learn the lessons of our pain and use it as a compass. This is where the real healing happens because only in our acceptance of a situation can we find forgiveness and consciously create the appropriate steps in our lives to transform and employ what we have learned toward a new way of relating to the world from a more whole experience. This is where patterns and choices and our life trajectories can change in powerful ways. When we choose to love we say yes to all of ourself.

So next time you’re faced with a tough decision, you’re triggered or emotional. Take a step back and get curious. Ask yourself where the discomfort is coming from. What lesson are can you lear and where can you take responsibility for your life in this situation Ask yourself, am I reacting out of fear or love and then make the adjustment and move forward.

Guest Post Disclaimer: Any and all information shared in this guest blog post is intended for educational and informational purposes only. Nothing in this blog post, nor any content on CPTSDfoundation.org, is a supplement for or supersedes the relationship and direction of your medical or mental health providers. Thoughts, ideas, or opinions expressed by the writer of this guest blog do not necessarily reflect those of CPTSD Foundation. For more information, see our Privacy Policy and Full Disclaimer.

Jeff Spiteri

Jeff Spiteri is an author of the unpublished book ‘The Bridge Within’ a memoir chronicling his experiences as a homeless young adult riding freight trains around the United States and the childhood trauma he uncovered along the way. Jeff is proud to use his voice as an instrument of influence, guidance and impact with young adults and educators sharing his experiences and tools for resilience and healing.

www.thebridgewithin.com

** TRIGGER WARNING – Mention of self-harm/ injury. ** Take care when reading this article.

I don’t exactly remember when I started self-injuring, probably around 11 years old. I scratched the back of my hands or used sharp objects to scratch my arms. How superficial it was at this stage; my inner pain and terror were real. I wasn’t allowed to express my inner turmoil; my actions and my behaviour spoke louder but were ridiculed and minimised. I was being a teenager, a very difficult one. I was told I had nothing in my head and was always unhappy to start with.

Much later in my life, after years of not physically harming myself, one evening brought strong rejection/ abandonment trauma up and I cut myself. It was no longer superficial. I did it for years, secretly. I also starved myself. I wanted to disappear, or better still: I wanted to die. The thing was: I was a mother. A stressed out, single mother with little support. So, I held on, one day at a time. It left me exhausted though. My pain needed out. When I was really unwell, I overdosed a few times, one of them I was driven to A&E. Taking meds, any meds in the hope to fall into oblivion, even just for a few minutes is another form of self-harm. It is also dangerous to our bodies, even if we survive.

There are millions of reasons why someone hurt themselves. Most of the time it can be traced back to a stressful or traumatic event. For children and teenagers, victims of abuse at home or/and at school, who have nobody to turn to, or who have reached out but have been dismissed, the pain, the sadness, and the feeling of abandonment are deep. Without a safe outlet and a safe person to experience these raw emotional flashbacks with, the pressure builds up and needs to be let out. For me, it was also to show how much I was hurting on the inside as I have been told I don’t look depressed or traumatised. Because of my appearance, my difficulties weren’t taken seriously.

The question to ask, isn’t: “Why are you hurting yourself?” but: “What is hurting you?”, or “What is happening to you?” Whatever comes up, needs to be accepted as it is. Sometimes, we don’t get any answers: the pain is so overwhelming, it is hard to express through words, especially for children and teenagers. “It is no big deal. I don’t want to talk about it.” this is a hard response to accept. As parents. we want to know so we can make it all better. As friends, we want to help too.

If young people’s suffering is being downplayed because “They are teenagers.” Adults who self-injure are called childish, and immature. For all, this behaviour is labeled as a cry for help, attention seeking. It is a cry for help, one that has been left unheard, or worse completely ignored, for too long. It isn’t attention seeking, it is connection seeking. We, human beings, thrive and heal through connections, loving, accepting, and safe/ respectful connections.

In the instance someone you love is self-harming, pushing for an answer, for a conversation, a resolution isn’t helpful. We can’t shame anyone into recovery. We can’t love anyone into recovery either. The priority needs to be ourselves so we can keep on being this kind, accepting loving presence for our closest and dearest, who are suffering. For parents. it is heartbreaking. Of course, our responsibility is to keep our children safe and if the self-harm means our children land in A&E, it is distressing. No matter what we do to avoid any more injuries, they find ways to do so. We might feel guilty for not being more vigilant. We might start going through their bedroom and hiding blades, knives, etc. We are on alert and worried. Self-care still needs to be a priority so we can be a lighthouse in our children’s turbulent times. Mind offers good guidance on their website: “Helping someone who self-Harm”. And Mumsnet has a wonderful article: “What you can do if you know or suspect your teenager is self-harming“

If you are self-harming/ injuring: I am sorry you are in so much pain. I know you aren’t being difficult, or dramatic. You are hurting and your experience matter. I really hope you have at least one person you can turn to, someone you can really rely on. I also know that many of you don’t have such a person in your life. Getting access to affordable person-centered, trauma-informed, and compassionate therapies is harder than ever because of the lack of funds and the never-ending economic crisis. You can check the links below for help.  You aren’t being immature, and you aren’t disordered. You are suffering.

The mind gives tips for coping with urges to self-harm right now

The way I was able to stop self-cutting was by reminding myself that I will no longer hurt myself the way my family hurt me. I started to eat again when I started to approach this behaviour with Self-Compassion. Was it easy? Is it easy? No. It is an ongoing process. The way someone can stop themselves from hurting themselves is very personal. There is no one solution fitting all. The best remedies are patience, loving kindness, acceptance and (self) Compassion while safely exploring what lies beneath the physical wounds.

Helpful websites:

• stem4
• National Self Harm Network (NSHN)
• Harmless.org
• Young Minds
• Childline
• healthtalk
• Mind (For Adults)

Love & Light

Sylvie

Guest Post Disclaimer: Any and all information shared in this guest blog post is intended for educational and informational purposes only. Nothing in this blog post, nor any content on CPTSDfoundation.org, is a supplement for or supersedes the relationship and direction of your medical or mental health providers. Thoughts, ideas, or opinions expressed by the writer of this guest blog do not necessarily reflect those of CPTSD Foundation. For more information, see our Privacy Policy and Full Disclaimer.

Sylvie Rouhani

Writer – Blogger – Poet – Mental Health and Child Abuse Activist

Deputy Editor and Journalist for Taxpayers Against Poverty

Author of The Blossoming Lotus”

https://www.austinmacauley.com/book/blossoming-lotus

New Website: Breaking The Cycles

https://breakingthecycles.co.uk/

breakingthecycles.co.uk

Three top tips from a Gestalt Psychotherapist

So many relationships come unstuck. Not only romantic, but those shared with family, friends, and colleagues. Often, we don’t know what — or where it — went wrong until the bond has broken beyond repair.

My gut feeling is that the cause of many relationship breakdowns is that we don’t know how to communicate with one another. We’ve never really been taught. And so the connection is poor, communication is shaky — if it’s there at all — and people get lost in their own worlds.

It’s an easy pattern to fall into and before you know it, the early bad habit turns into everyday behaviour. After years of this, a relationship can really fall apart.

Does the following sound familiar?

What people tend to do — the bad habit they slide into — is half-listening: ‘listening’ while you are busy doing something else.

Picture this. Your partner comes home from work and begins telling you what happened to them — a significant thing that is troubling them — and you are busy washing the dishes and so you are distracted. You aren’t looking at them and you are barely taking in what they are saying.

Or this (this is something we are especially guilty of when our children are trying to talk to us). Your child comes home from school, animatedly trying to describe what happened to them in the playground that day and you start moving around the house while they run around after you in a sort of interrupted way, eager to finish their ‘story’. We don’t give them the fullness of our attention and so we are only half listening; busy with something else rather than devoting our time to the actual hearing.

And even if we are not occupied with some task or another, what we tend to do — another bad habit — is compare our day to theirs; interjecting or interrupting with “well, this is what I think” and “why don’t you do that?”

None of this can be described as good listening.

Ok, so how do you really listen?

Some years ago I took early retirement from medicine as a practising GP and Gestalt Psychotherapist and set about exploring alternative healing methods — other ways to heal people mentally and emotionally. I created a modality, QEC, that works with the subconscious mind to heal past traumas and change limiting beliefs permanently.

For this method to be effective, our practitioners need to (really) hear the client’s story. We need to hear what has been going on, and what has been troubling them. And so one of the things I teach them is the Gestalt dialogic process; dialogic means “to listen”.

I will now share with you the top-line components of that same process. The three steps you can follow to really hear your partner — or your child, your friend — and therefore improve your relationships.

Sit up to attention

The first thing to do is to sit comfortably.

You are relaxed, you are not busy doing something else like writing or paying attention to the paper or looking at the TV (you get the idea). No, instead you are paying full attention; you are granting your partner, or your child, your teenager, your full attention.

This in itself is so respectful that you will have earned their attention. They will be so delighted when you do that. I promise you, from experience, it has a powerful effect.

The second thing you need to do is hear them. Don’t interrupt and maintain visual contact (if it is comfortable for them); look at them. And then simply listen. Only speak if you need something to be expanded a little bit — if they say, “I’ve had a bad day at work” and then pause, you might say “well tell me more, what was bad about it”.

Ask questions to expand the topic when appropriate, but other than that, you don’t interrupt, you don’t get involved, you just sit back, and you respectfully listen. You listen and when they have finished sharing, you feedback on what you have heard. This shows that you have heard them. You were tuned in.

Feeding back is important. Unless we do that, how do they know that we have really heard? Your mind might have been off somewhere else altogether.

If relevant, you could say something along the lines of, “you know I really see; I see the trouble you’re in. I’ve really heard what you’ve shared with me and what I understand is that this is a repetition of a situation that’s been happening at school almost every week isn’t it?”

By saying “I see” “I hear you” and “I understand” you will be offering the person you are listening to a gift; you are showing them that you care. And what you will notice is that they come to you more often, they will want to share because they know you are really listening. You really have heard them; you care what they have to say.

That is what listening does, it shows you care.

It says, “I think you are valuable; you are worth hearing and I care”. It is the strong foundation for any relationship, from intimate partners to employer and employee, between mum and child, and between friends.

So, to recap:

1. Sit comfortably, give them your undivided attention
2. Hear them, don’t interrupt, but listen to their cues
3. Feedback on what they have just said to you once they have finished sharing

Try it out. See if you can stop doing whatever it is you’re doing, give your attention fully for the few minutes it takes to hear the conversation — or longer (you may find that the conversation, once you’ve been present for this person, will evolve into a much more in-depth discussion) — and then you really are being of service, you really are being of help.

If you’d like to know more about QEC, click here.

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Guest Post Disclaimer: Any and all information shared in this guest blog post is intended for educational and informational purposes only. Nothing in this blog post, nor any content on CPTSDfoundation.org, is a supplement for or supersedes the relationship and direction of your medical or mental health providers. Thoughts, ideas, or opinions expressed by the writer of this guest blog do not necessarily reflect those of CPTSD Foundation. For more information, see our Privacy Policy and Full Disclaimer.

Dr Melanie Salmon

Medical doctor, Gestalt psychotherapist, TRE trainer, trauma specialist and teacher, I have committed my life to the exploration and practice of healing.

During my 40 years in medicine, I became increasingly frustrated with the limited ability for pharmaceutical drugs to treat the cause of health issues including psycho-emotional conditions in my patients. To me, it became clear that these problems were related to a dysfunctional nervous system caused by unresolved and unhealed trauma. This understanding led me to leave medicine to seek out a better way.

In 2008 I found it. Combining the best from many modalities including Gestalt psychotherapy, neuroscience, and epigenetics – drawing inspiration from both the traditional and modern – I created Quantum Energy Coaching (QEC), revolutionising the way we approach healing. A simple, yet profoundly effective method that works with the subconscious mind, QEC is a clinically usable tool that heals the effects of past trauma and changes limiting beliefs rapidly and safely.

Following early success, QEC soon established a global following, inspiring me to offer training in the methodology and to build a team of practitioners who today, use it to heal thousands all around the world from the most traumatised to those simply wanting to live their fullest lives.

My debut autobiography, There Has to Be Another Way, is available to buy at all good online retailers.

qecliving.com/