by Jennifer Kindera | Nov 21, 2023 | Complex PTSD Healing, CPTSD, CPTSD and Narcissistic Abuse, Guest Contributor, Healing from Toxic Shame, Mental Health Professional, Shame
In my private practice, and mirrored in my life, because we seriously don’t end up in this work by accident, I’ve observed and experienced multiple, nuanced types of narcissistic behavior and attitudes. It seems that you can’t go anywhere these days without hearing...
by Shirley Davis | Nov 20, 2023 | Complex PTSD Healing, Emotional Wellness, self sabotage, Shame
***Trigger Warning*** This article includes an honest discussion about self-harming behavior. No triggering information is shared, but it is a highly triggering topic to some. Caution is advised. Everyone experiences being overwhelmed at times. Perhaps your job has...
by Madelon Wise | Jun 29, 2023 | CPTSD, Guest Contributor, Sexual Abuse, Shame
***TRIGGER WARNING: This blog discusses sexual abuse*** In the early days of my marriage, we moved to a different state every year for five years because that’s what my husband wanted. In Iowa the second time, I spent most of my time cooking, baking, and cleaning for...
by Shirley Davis | Jun 12, 2023 | CPTSD, LGBTQ, Shame
June is Pride month, and CPTSD Foundation wants to acknowledge and celebrate our LBGTQ+ neighbors and friends. We will start with an article about how shame impacts lives in the LGBTQ+ community. Shame is an emotion everyone feels sometime in their lives. This intense...
by Madelon Wise | May 19, 2023 | CPTSD Survivor Stories, Guest Contributor, Relationships, Shame, Toxic Relationships, Trauma, Trust
I was 19 years old, barely out of high school, and trauma had eaten away at my psyche like burning frostbite. Colorado to Alaska, Alaska to Iowa. Iowa to Montana, Montana to Colorado, Colorado to Iowa. Wherever he went, my dog, Abraxas, and I followed. In January...
by Madelon Wise | Apr 12, 2023 | Addiction, Boundaries, CPTSD Survivor Stories, Family Estrangement, Guest Contributor, Parental Alienation, Shame
I was here again in Colorado, staying in my stepsister’s depressing bedroom with the same intention as I had in 1968 when I returned to my parent’s home in an attempt to heal the never-ending rift between us. Dad worked as a pharmaceutical representative, and all of...
