You’ve got a memory (or ten) that won’t leave you alone.
Maybe you don’t even call it “trauma”– you just know there’s stuff you avoid thinking about because when you do, it wrecks your whole day.
You keep it together at work, in your relationship, with your kids—but underneath, there’s this lingering anxiety, tension, or guilt you can’t quite shake.
You’re tired of pretending you’re fine when clearly... you’re not.