Healing, Glowing, and Growing – One Act of Self-Care At a Time
Still here. Still soft. Still rising
Category: Trauma & PTSD
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Eight months ago, my body finally shut down. But the truth is — the collapse wasn’t sudden. It didn’t come out of nowhere. It was years and years in the making. Looking back now, I can see the breadcrumbs. The slow erosion. The exhaustion that never fully went away. The way my mind and body…
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The author reflects on the profound challenges of naming personal trauma, which they have carried silently for years. They explore the intense fears associated with public honesty, including the fear of judgment, retaliation, and being disbelieved, particularly in the context of a military environment that encourages silence. The pivotal act of acknowledging their trauma feels…
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The last few days, I’ve been writing about survival mode, emotional release, and the anger that’s been rising to the surface — the kind of anger that comes from finally slowing down enough to feel what the body has been holding for years. What I didn’t expect was how this week would pull me deeper…
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For most of my life, I didn’t understand my anger. Not the deep, buried kind I’m feeling now… but the little flashes that slipped out over the years. The sharp tone. The sudden irritation. The moments where something tiny knocked me off balance and I reacted stronger than the situation deserved. I used to blame…
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For so long, I told myself that surviving was enough. And for a while, it was. Survival kept me breathing when everything in me felt weighed down. It got me through days that demanded more than I had to give. It kept me moving forward when my world felt like it was collapsing behind me.…
Healing, Glowing, and Growing - One Act of Self-Care At a Time 