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Trauma: The First Time I Said It Out Loud
What happens when you finally name what happened to you. I thought I was ready for therapy, until I was told this was bigger than CBT,something that needed a more trauma-informed approach. So I kept looking. Reading bios,trying to decide who I might open myself to. In the back of my mind, I was only…
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I Thought Healing Was Woo-Woo: Until I Had No Choice
When logic stops working, and your body won’t let you look away. I thought I understood emotions.In a… structured way.Something you could name, and move past. Breathwork.Energy work.Inner child conversations. They felt far away from me.Like something other people needed. I preferred things I could explain.If I couldn’t understand it,I didn’t trust it. So I…
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Changed Memory: Recognizing the Trauma I Pretended Didn’t Happen
What happens when someone reflects back the story you refused to see? I received an email with the subject line: Introduction. It was from an acquaintance I had met at a networking event in California two years earlier. We barely interacted that night. I remember feeling slightly intimidated by her. Over dinner, she casually described…
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Good Girl Goes to Therapy: I Thought I Was Going for Maintenance
What happens when the “good girl” realizes she can’t pass therapy? Did I mention I found a therapist? Yes. Life coaching and therapy happening side by side.Because apparently I’m the kind of high-achiever who tries to optimise her unravelling too. This was my first therapy session, and I thought I was just going in for…
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Healing Retreat: My Body Refused to Soften
What happens when your nervous system doesn’t feel safe, even in a room built for healing. The day arrives quietly. It’s the morning of my first women’s retreat, and I’m already feeling unsafe. I almost forgot about it, which means I didn’t have time to back out. I tend to live in extremes.Avoidant. Or all…
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Being Seen, Gently: My First Life Coaching Session
What happened when someone stopped trying to fix me and started listening. I had the consultation in my car.I wanted privacy.If I was going to spill my heart out, I didn’t want walls listening. The data is patchy.Her face freezes mid-sentence.The audio lags. It’s already hard to say vulnerable things. It’s harder when you’re not…
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When Healing Starts to Feel Like Pressure, Not Help
I thought I was doing the right things, but it started to feel like something I could fail at In California, everyone seems to be figuring something out. Coffee shop conversations get personal.Hikes turn into nervous system check-ins.New people I meet have a podcast, a process, someone they swear by. It feels like everyone here…
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Burnout and Emotional Numbness: When Doing Life Stops Working
I was doing everything right, but I couldn’t feel anything anymore. Nature.People.Sunshine.Movement. California is still beautiful.I know that. But I’m not responding to any of it. I went whale watching because it’s an epic thing to do here.The water was choppy. I sat at the front, convinced I’d be fine. Fifteen minutes later, I wasn’t.…
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Asking for Help After Trauma: The First Time I Reached Out
I didn’t know how much I’d uncover when I asked for help I’m not used to slowing down. Listening to podcasts. Reading. Breathing on purpose.Meditating. Journaling. All of it feels new. Slightly unnatural.Like trying on someone else’s habits. Growing up, most things were functional.We maximised productivity. Optimised time. Streamlined processes. Even reading was functional.You read…
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Rupture: The First Time I Felt Something Again
What emotional release feels like when your body finally lets go My gym offers a bunch of classes.Different kinds of yoga too.I assumed if it was free, it couldn’t be serious. Yin.No idea what that meant, but I signed up. It was a noon class.Mostly retirees. I walked in late and unrolled my Lululemon mat…
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