I am suffering in trauma treatment because I chose life. I can always change my mind later. But I’m here, suffering because I chose life. I died that night, you see. Hell has such terrible dreams!
The Demonic Dialectic
Overcoming Treatment Trauma
Treatment trauma? Seriously? Sounds like an oxymoron, right? As a trauma survivor, don't we all strive to heal from our trauma? We know we can't do this on our own, so treatment often appears to be the best option. I chose to enter a treatment program last spring because I was mentally and physically ill.... Continue Reading →
LinkedIn Stalking – Triggering the Trauma Survivor
Thirty-four people had looked at my page. I was pretty sure that these people were friends and family that I had connected with, and most of them were, but there was this one name that popped out at me.
Getting Unstuck in the Midst of an Anxiety Storm.
If you are a Trauma Llama suffering from anxiety, or just stressed out, you have experienced the feeling of being stuck. Your mind is spinning. You are "shoulding" on yourself, and no matter how much support you get from friends and family, you cannot move 1/2 inch toward doing something productive. Being stuck sucks! It... Continue Reading →
Complex Trauma: Traumatic Grief
To be the targeted parent of “parental alienation” (AB-PA) is traumatic. The type of trauma is called “Complex Trauma,” and the form of complex trauma is called “traumatic grief.” To the targeted parents, I am a clinical psychologist. What you are experiencing is a form of Complex Trauma called “traumatic grief.” Wikipedia: Complex Post-Traumatic Stress […]... Continue Reading →
#supportforbtls
Last weekend my amazingly beautiful, and intelligent niece, got married. My son, and original BTL, asked his girlfriend to move in with him, and my BTL (and partner on this site) is contemplating having her boyfriend move in with her. The one thing they have in common? They are all in their twenties. Oh, young love...so innocent, fraught... Continue Reading →
When the Shadow of Death Enters the Arena
When the sun began to set the "shadow of death" began to creep across the side of the arena once exposed to the brutal, direct rays of sunlight. Sure enough, once the arena was completely covered in shade, the Matadors appeared.
Mama Trauma Llama Meets Llama!
I was in the training ring when all of a sudden Lorenzo Llama walked in!
