The session today was, well, intense. It probably involved more tears than any other than I can remember. They just kept on dripping down my face. 1,063 more words
Tags » Complex PTSD
I have no contact with my highly dysfunctional family of origin.
I love them, but I have safe, healthy boundaries with my family of origin, which allows me to heal, from the toxic severely dysfunctional family abuse, I endured all my life, until recently. 105 more words
Welcome back. Or hello for the first time.
As I accrue reviews of my recently published book Sating the Preta: A Memoir about Emotional Abuse and Recovery from Complex PTSD… 701 more words
Thanksgiving has come and gone. It was a good day. With any luck I will make through Christmas too without my usual full visit to hell. 420 more words