Healing From Complex Trauma & PTSD/CPTSD

A journey to healing from complex trauma.


Invalidation of God & His requirements, not something I would want to be doing.

I learned months ago I don’t need any more validation than I already have regarding the spiritual abuse and the complaint made.

I know, God knows, my husband knows, my professional support know – I was spiritually abused, with grooming intent, that occurred last year because I was weakened with severe depression, severe PTSD and facing something so painful – my past.

I was vulnerable, had everything on the ‘victim list’ for why I was chosen by this man as his narcissistic supply – weak, depressed, soft boundaries, trauma, abused, excessive stress, marital problems, financial stress, health problems, believed God hated me, low self esteem at the time. I was the perfect target, for a narcissist, the perfect victim.

God saw all this, every second of what happened. And I know that and I am secure in that validation.

So validation isn’t something I am seeking in this formal complaint.

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Just so typical things would happen so close to the formal complaint.

It’s a good job I am aware of the spiritual war that goes on, especially when important things are happening for God.

This last few weeks, we have had loads of sickness in our family, which is unusual.

My husband has not been sleeping well and he is cranky, as he doesn’t always cope well with lack of sleep.

And now my son has fallen in school and hurt his arm, the same place as he broke it badly 3 years ago, so had to go and pick him up from school, where they suggested it be x-rayed, as it could be fractured.
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People…help the people.

I love this song and I know some of the deeper meaning.

Birdy “People Help The People”
(originally by Cherry Ghost)

God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
Guess he kissed the girls and made them cry
Those Hard-faced Queens of misadventure
God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken lives
Fiery thrones of muted angels
Giving love but getting nothing back,oh Continue reading