Moving Past Narcissistic Abuse and PTSD

“When you leave, he’ll invent stories about you.”  The narcissist in my life started inventing those stories long before I left.  He couldn’t take the blame for anything, so logically, everything was my fault. As much as I like to think that I’m out from underneath the abuse, I still feel it. One Christmas I Read More

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I Am NOT a Survivor

I am not a survivor. Not in the sense that I’m not still among the living.  I just hate that word. Survivor.   Sounds like I was up against something completely insurmountable that most people never make it through. That I’ve been victimized. I am not a victim. The word “survivor” also comes with an implication Read More

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Name Your Fear

Conventional wisdom suggests that naming your fears will help you to conquer them.  While I have few remaining vestiges of the mental health trauma I experienced after the accident, I have discovered that I have developed a fear of enclosed spaces.  Specifically – I have a fear of long underwater tunnels.  I discovered this fear, Read More

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Thriving through Post Traumatic Stress

It disturbs me every time it happens…but the flashbacks are getting to be less prevalent. With my husband in the passenger seat, and my nine month old in the back, we passed a car accident a few days ago. The accident was over. There were several people on the side of the road. The cars Read More

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It disturbs me every time it happens…but the flashbacks are getting to be less prevalent.

With my husband in the passenger seat, and my nine month old in the back, we passed a car accident a few days ago. The accident was over. There were several people on the side of the road. The cars were still in situ. One of the cars had spun into my lane of traffic. The other was on the other side of the road. Blocking a lane.

I cast my eyes away quickly. I know that such sights affect me, and avoid looking instinctively. But my husband pointed out that he could see the airbags and I cast my eyes back to the car as we passed. The car was sideways, straddling the middle and inside lane. I couldn’t see the damage as it was on the opposite side. I could see glass on the road. There wasn’t anyone in the car, but I could see the air bags.

And I was brought back. Again. To the day of my accident…

Read the rest of this post at Anglia Counselling’s blog.

Recovering from Post Traumatic Stress is a long and complicated healing process. If you believe that you or someone you love is suffering from PTSD, please seek assistance in healing – it’s very hard to do it on your own.

Thriving through Post Traumatic Stress

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My New Mission

I had an interesting thought the other night, as I sometime do (this is in between my regular night time discussion with myself about how weird it is that we have a room in all of our homes that we enter with the specific purpose of becoming unconscious for 6-8 hours every night.  Isn’t it Read More

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Four Years…to the Day

Four years ago today (December 15th), I had a very bad car accident.  I’ve written about it before: I Am NOT a Survivor Every Day is a Gift Thriving through Post Traumatic Stress Enjoy the Sun! Writing about it has given me some peace.  I struggle internally sometimes – because I don’t like to be Read More

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