cptsd awareness

  • When the Ache Isn’t Physical

    There are nights where I feel it in my shoulders first – a dull heaviness that sinks in without warning. Then in my chest. My back. My legs. A full-body ache that doesn’t have a source I can name. No… Continue reading

    When the Ache Isn’t Physical
  • The Silence That Startles Me

    Some days, nothing looks wrong on the outside. The coffee is warm. The morning is quiet. The world moves normally. But then something small – a sharp tone, footsteps too loud, a door closing a little too hard – lands… Continue reading

    The Silence That Startles Me