C-PTSD and Parenting Part 1: Dysregulation
Soon, our children will reflect our healthy role modelling; then we can all begin living in safety and security in our homes, and finally taste a healthy life.
Childhood Traumas
What will 2022 Bring?
I didn’t meet the first 4 layers of Maslow’s Pyramid in childhood, nor in adulthood; not until I realized I am enough. How about you? Lately life has been more than rough. Maybe like you, I’m facing an uncertain future; I’m in danger of financial ruin because I’ve chosen to stay home and keep my …
Local News: Death Over Science
This is a current situation which has struck me on a personal level, recently.I believe this experience is going to become a story that will play over and over amongst Conservative and Fundamentalist religious families. Our country is rife with pride, entitlement, and grandeur thinking; the past president was a fine role model of such …
Breakup Song
I never wanted things to be like this,All messy, crying and blubbering,My skeleton draped with skin, old and saggy, Fat bulging in places I’ve denied attention,Divorced,Shunned, even.My house full to the brim with clutter,From over the years… So many of the ex’s things rusting… rotting…Him tossing loose change over every once in a while, to …
Merciless
She didn’t know what her mother was talking about. Why was she saying these things? She hurt even more.
Vagal, Not Crazy
“There’s no jumping from Shutdown (dorsal) to Safe and Social (ventral). A human must move either up through Fight/Flight, or down on the Vagas ladder. All of humanity is under the same rules.”
Fears won’t drag me down
I do not like conflict. I once told my stepfather to stop tickling me; my tickle center had switched off; he tickled too hard. This was an attempt to set a boundary. His response is the one I fear receiving to this very day; it is a trigger. Fearing the outcome of setting a boundary, …
“Clearly, You’re trying too hard to be perfect…”
That’s what she told me; my therapist told me this today. She then asked me, “What are your expectations for yourself?” I felt dumb. I sat there not knowing the answer. I flashed back to childhood– I’m sitting on the carpet; my mother is sitting in a Lazy Boy, rocking a fat baby boy with …
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Parking Lot Convert
By Alexis Scarbro We met on the church grounds; she was mousey, her body looked stringy enveloped in baggy, vintage, polyester clothes of rusty orange, beige, and yellow. Her brown hair was dull, her skin had the pallor of a potato, and her hard, dark eyes peeked out of tiny slits; I did not trust …
White Cat
A story of childhood trauma by Alexis Scarbro We moved to the middle of nowhere in Powassin, Ontario, Canada when I was six years old. Dad said we’d like it, we could drive to the dump nearby on Fridays, and watch the bears eat the garbage. We had land to explore all around us, and …