trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
Who Do You Look Up To?
My name is Elizabeth, and I am a survivor of sexual abuse and trauma. I endured things, terrible things when I was growing up. I was just a young sprout, but my lack of years and stature, failed to tell everyone what I had already lived through and seen with my young eyes.
By Elizabeth Woodsabout 11 hours ago in Psyche
Trauma, Trauma, trauma.... Content Warning.
Our world is in crisis, and trauma is a word we constantly hear around us. It's on the news every day in some form. Go online or turn on your TV, and there will be a distressing event reported almost immediately from somewhere in the world.
By Elizabeth Woods3 days ago in Psyche
A couple of journal entries and a writing exercise
Journal prompt by Marie Howe in “Radical receptivity” from “The book of alchemy” by Suleika Jaouad (In short and in my own words: “I don’t want to write about” as the opening line (or “I want to remember”) and continuing from there)
By Maya Or Tzur3 days ago in Psyche
Anxiety After Hospitalization: When Medical Treatment Leaves Emotional Scars
As the title of this article implies; the emotional effects of a hospital stay (even a "short" stay) can linger - even if the relevant medical procedures were an overwhelming success. The emotional effects may not manifest immediately upon discharge, but rather show up in an individuals psyche weeks, months or even years after being discharged from hospital. If you ever find yourself needing an operation (whether you end up being put to sleep, or you can remain awake during such); people (myself included) have requested the relevant medical staff involved to only speak kind words (no laughter at and no gossip) to and about one another, including their colleagues outside of the operating room at the time of your operation/surgery. Even if you happen to be unconscious with general anaesthesia; your mind still takes in everything that is going on in the operating room/theatre at the time. And only focus on the well of positivity in general such as good news stories, and investments going well for example. As you would have gathered by now, this article is part-memoir, part-wisdom. I wish to thank the entire team in the operating room for respecting this wish of mine, and for being so caring.
By Justine Crowley4 days ago in Psyche
When Reflection Feels Like Accomplishment
There is a subtle experience many people recognize but struggle to name: the feeling of having done something meaningful without having actually changed anything. It often follows long periods of thinking, talking, organizing, or refining ideas. The mind feels clearer. Tension feels reduced. There is a sense of closure or completion. And yet, when examined closely, nothing in the external world has moved. No decision has been enacted. No behavior has shifted. No responsibility has been embodied. What changed was internal orientation, not external reality.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast5 days ago in Psyche
Understanding Trauma is not About the Past…
"You cannot heal from trauma by understanding things intellectually"… Gabor Mate, Ennea Summit 2026. I've been lucky to come across a free 90 mins Webinar with Dr. Gabor Mate for the past three days. Available here: https://www.tylerzach.com/mh26/enneasummit
By Elizabeth Woods5 days ago in Psyche
Life Isn’t Linear — And That’s Okay
Life is about taking out the trash and calling it trash, because sometimes, that’s all it deserves. They say life wasn’t meant to be linear. And yet, we spend so much time trying to straighten it, like shoes forced on the wrong feet. A grey, hardened slab of a day will trip you up no matter how careful you are. Your intentions, your plans—they often slide like wet leggings under the rain. And yet, strangely, that’s a relief. For a little while, you can stop overthinking, look down, and breathe.
By LUNA EDITH5 days ago in Psyche
Lifelines
I’m not afraid of the darkness. It’s been home for so much of my lifetime. I’ve known the darkness for far longer than I’ve known the light. But you, my friend, were the light. It’s why we all had you on a pedestal. You were someone, something none of us had thought we could ever be. Your death marks, not the end, but in fact a new beginning. That singular light in one individual is gone but you shared your light with so many of us that it will never truly be gone. You were a lifeline that kept me hanging on desperately when all seemed without hope. In a dark place, you reached out to me and offered friendship, a hand. I was standing there on the brink of oblivion, apathy dripping from my fingertips and you approached in quiet confidence and struck a note that awakened my soul, and every time over the next 16 years that I found myself ready to dive into the darkness and disappear—that same note would reverberate in the depths resonating me back into this sphere we call “reality” and would hand me that lifeline all over again. Their presence may be fleeting at times but lifelines leave ripples which will ever remain true. When you reached out a hand to me as I began to collapse into the oblivion, you stopped me and without even knowing it, you provided me with a safe place. That memory has been a companion through some very dark times in my life. The vibrations in my soul gave me purpose and helped keep me from letting go.
By Sarah Lynn Jones8 days ago in Psyche
