Understanding PTSD: is it just someone moaning or feeling sad?
I am not one to whine, or deliberately see the bad or sad side of life. In fact I think sometimes people who follow me forget there is even another side. Such is the nature […]
PTSD
Poem: the demon inside my head
Terror within is quiet todayDormant, for how long, who knowsBrewing beneath the surface to sayDon’t forget me, what I say – goes.
The things I don’t talk about
I do my best to give public snippets of reality, but lets face it, online is very different to knowing me in person. So I thought I would address a few of the things I […]
Poem: Finding me amongst the mayhem
Self identity, what does it mean?Taken for granted, pre-assumedUntil your major beliefs are destroyedLeaving you in a barren battlefield. Like being airdropped into a strange town.Take time to look around.Find the familiar, find the new,Make […]
Trauma talks: Amanda Wilson 10/7/22 Invercargill
This talk was something I saw on a friend’s Facebook page, reposted from someone she knew through horsey circles. Obviously I do not rotate in those circles so Amanda was completely unknown to me. I […]
Melanie Magowan 