My most recent post gives an insight into how I was feeling just before I moved out of my parents’ house. Now, a week after the move, here are the things I’ve already learnt: 1 That sh*t is HARD. Change is hard. I knew that it would be a challenge for me as someone who is not only close to their parents, but also is effected by CPTSD. I felt… View Post
Ever since I moved in with my dad at age four, I’ve been happy to keep it that way. I have known two types of home: the type I had before I lived with my Dad, and the type after. As I’ve started to understand how my brain has been working since then, I know that my understanding of life at four years old – and for a while after… View Post
I feel like the word ‘mindfulness’ is one that has been thrown around a lot lately and it seems like it’s everywhere you turn, but as far as I’m concerned, it is actually something worth thinking about. If you can find what works for you, it can be a really helpful in improving – and preserving – mental wellbeing. I’d definitely class myself now as somebody who is in recovery,… View Post
I feel like I’ve been a little negative in recent posts. What with life’s curveballs, stressors, dilemmas and general adulting, I’ve been a bit fed up. It’s getting dark and it’s getting cold and I don’t know about you but, at the moment, I feel like I’m having to make extra efforts to keep myself in a healthy mindset. So here I am with a post for both you and me: small… View Post
This is another one of those honest recovery posts that forces itself out of my brain, through my fingers and onto this little space just because I need to put it somewhere. Living with CPTSD is really hard. It gets easier for a while and I’ll be going about my business without much trouble until, one day, it will come back just as forcefully as it did at the start.… View Post