Healing my Childhood Trauma | A Raw Memoir of Survival & Growth

Real stories. Deep wounds. Honest healing. One survivor’s honest journey through childhood trauma, healing, and hope. Unfiltered.

Unhealed Trauma

  • pain body possession: “the baba dook, dook, dook…” (part 2)

    (continued from part 1) After the unholy trinity left, Mum and I were alone and the hunted. Completely cut off and ostracised by any family we had, (she was the divorced black sheep of the family), I learned that I had to keep my sword drawn and be on guard 24/7, chronic anxiety alarming me… Read more

  • pain possession: “the baba dook, dook, dook…”(part 1)

    I know I had a “Babadook” living in me for a very long time… (and it’s taken me weeks to try and write this post which is siginificant in itself). It’s just too huge a subject in my life. No, I never coined the phrase ‘Babadook’. It’s a movie I was drawn to watch about… Read more