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Safety doesn’t always feel like relief. For a nervous system shaped by prolonged abuse, exhaling can feel risky before it feels real.

Awareness saved me… then it trapped me. Here’s how I broke the cycle of endless validation and started moving toward freedom.

You handled it so well.” If only you knew how much it took just to keep going while drowning in plain sight.

Abuse that feels like carbon monoxide. You don’t see it, but it’s already destroying you from the inside out.

PTSD isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s the stillness. The shutdowns. The spirals no one sees. This is what it feels like to live inside trau

He didn’t love me. He studied me, broke me, and called it love. What he really wanted was control.