I am 4.5 years post-PTSD treatment. Within days of my arrival at intensive Trauma Therapy my life changed. A lot. For the first time in 40 years I slept. This was an almost immediate change once I began to chip away at the lies that accompany trauma. As I went through treatment, things rapidly […]
Continue Reading... No Comments.Photo Credit: trbell.tripod.com This past November I visited Intensive Trauma Therapy (ITT) in Morgantown, West Virginia, for a week of trauma-specific therapy. One of the most valuable things I learned at ITT was the power of written and verbal dialogue to recode and “move” the stuck experiences produced by trauma from one side of our […]
Continue Reading... No Comments.For the past three years, I’ve been speaking and consulting on post-traumatic stress disorder. After I accompanied my best friend for treatment that radically changed her life, I began to suspect that my life was unraveling because of untreated trauma. But I was different from other people who suffered PTSD. Or so I thought. […]
Continue Reading... No Comments.A few years back I didn’t know much about post-traumatic stress disorder. I know a lot more about PTSD today–from the inside out. I just returned from a week of outpatient therapy at Intensive Trauma Therapy (ITT) in Morgantown, West Virginia, that changed my life. So here’s the REAL truth about people who live […]
Continue Reading... 3 Comments.Have you had a traumatic experience that’s left you struggling to cope in certain areas of life? Have you been robbed? Physically or sexually abused? Been the victim of domestic violence? Have you watched your house burn, witnessed a tragic accident, or experienced medical trauma or near-death experience? Have you endured the pain of abandonment or neglect? Have […]
Continue Reading... 5 Comments.By Shelly Beach I was living in Michigan. Wanda was living somewhere in California–I had no idea where. And in that first phone conversation, she wasn’t ready to tell me. The only thing I knew for sure was that she wanted to die. And she had a plan to carry it out. Several […]
Continue Reading... No Comments.Today my friend Wanda killed a spider. A big, fat ugly one. Wanda splattered some Lysol on it, and the spider drowned a gasping chemical death. But here’s the cool thing. Wanda killed that nasty creature alone, without hollering for help or making a peep. Pretty amazing for somebody who just three short years ago […]
Continue Reading... No Comments.By Shelly Beach I was living in Michigan. Wanda was living somewhere in California–I had no idea where. And in that first phone conversation, she wasn’t ready to tell me. The only thing I knew for sure was that she wanted to die. And she had a plan to carry it out. Several plans, in […]
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