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The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...

I have always loved Christmas. But after the traumatic birth of my daughter on Christmas Day, it holds a different place in my life story...

Failure to progress

I’ve taken a step backwards in recent weeks. I’ve felt the old PTSD symptoms re-emerging, clouding my mind and creeping in at the edges....

Post-Traumatic Growth

For the past few years I’ve kept a diary. Just one line a day: a summary of happenings, to look back on and remember life as it once was....

Trigger warning

Birth is everywhere: Birthdays. (Anybody’s, but particularly your children’s.) Your friend’s pregnancy announcement. That scene in the...

#soproud

I think it will be a long time before I am able to say I am proud of my birth story. Birth trauma runs deep, and the shame associated...

Black Abstraction

“What does PTSD feel like?” Like having tunnel vision. I say. Like fury roaring in your ears. I say. Like echoes in a ravine. I say. Like...

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