I am PTSD Chick, A women's empowerment mentor for rape, sexual assault, and post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). I offer holistic products and services to enable recovery.
Struggling with shame? Fear? Depression? Isolation? Flashbacks? Problems in concentration? Sexual problems? Irritable or aggressive behavior? Sleep disturbance? Me too. And I can help. I don't want anyone else to travel this journey alone. This website offers tips, helps, and assistance to make your journey easier.
When people first hear that I have PTSD, they assume I'm in the military or have been to war. I've never been in the military. The only war I've seen is the one I frequently wage on myself and others. I love the military and have been blessed to have many military members in my life. I don't discount military PTSD. But it's not my focus or my blog's focus (although military PTSD sufferers may glean a nugget of info and healing here).
I am an educated, professional, middle-aged, middle-class woman. If you met me and we chatted, you would have no idea I have PTSD. If you became my friend, you would see me as quirky and sometimes distant--vanishing for extended periods and then popping into your life. I'd tell you my absence was due to work/kids/life. But in reality I'd probably retreated in my own mind to a place of seclusion and terror. If you got to be really close to me (family-like) you would notice that sometimes I do crazy things. I get mad easily. I distance myself. I startle easily. I rage out of control. I look for stupid, unnecessary risk. I run away.
This is my life with PTSD.
So how the heck does someone like me end up with PTSD? I was violently raped in the late 1980s. You can read about it on the "My Story" page. Rape and sexual assault are the second leading cause of PTSD behind military trauma. The PTSD came and stayed. I didn't know anything about PTSD or what was the matter with me. I just knew I felt different, wounded, and crazy and I wanted to get "better".
And I was "better" for a time. I would tell myself, "Get on with it. Get over it." I've done therapy several times over the years. Each time deeming myself "better". But "better" didn't always work and I have, at times, damaged my relationships and responsibilities. I've spent over $50K and 25 years trying to get "better".
This website chronicles my journey and offers the whole buffet of things I have tried. Just as not everything on a food buffet is enticing to all, use this blog the same way. Everyone is different. Pick and choose what works for you.
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The Stupid (But Real) Stigma Around Rape and PTSD
PTSD is the American Psychiatric Association's diagnosis and name of rape related trauma and sexual assault trauma. Rape and sexual assault is the second most common cause of PTSD, behind military trauma. Nobody wants to talk about rape. I don't. But I must. There is a stigma around rape. It is cloaked in guilt, blame, shame, and depression. Even though I know, consciously, that it is not my fault, my mind plays tricks. I'm starting a dialog about rape.
I invite you to learn more about rape related trauma, sexual assault trauma, and PTSD. Women know that they are hurting, but they don't know it's PTSD. Go to the "Do I Have PTSD" tab above to take the quiz and learn more about PTSD. I toyed with the name "Rape Recovery Chick" for this website, but I want to shine the light on the connection between rape and PTSD. Much is already available for military members with PTSD. Limited resources are available for people like me. I desperately searched for a place to help me and found none.
So I made my own.
To create a safe place to share all the tips, tricks, lessons, misery, joy, and help that I have acquired on how to make this PTSD shithole a little better. I'm creating a one-stop-shop for rape recovery and PTSD help. I don't want anyone to ever sit alone and cry in their closet thinking they were the only one and not knowing what to do.
Dammit Jim I'm Not a Doctor
I am not a doctor. I have no medical training. Nada. I'm not a psychologist. I'm just a regular chick who got raped and developed PTSD and fought with it for a long time and figured out a few things that make it better. I am not dispensing medical advice. Please see a doctor or psychologist before taking any of the advice or tips offered on this website.