by Cathy Terranova | Nov 4, 2017 | Rethink Trauma, Therapy
Anyone who knows me knows that I would need a hand written gilded invitation to go for a run. It’s so difficult for me to get up and do cardio. I always say that I could walk The Ring to Mordor, but don’t expect me to run after the ice cream truck. To...
by Cathy Terranova | Jun 28, 2017 | Chronic Illness And, Rethink Trauma
I am doing everything that I can. I’m going to therapy. I’m exercising. I’m going to bed at decent hours. I am taking my medications. But nothing seems to help. Life has just bogged me down to a place where I will have to be content to wait it out....
by Cathy Terranova | Jun 19, 2017 | Rethink Trauma
I went out with friends last weekend and I was drugged. I went to a club that I’ve been to a million times. I know the staff. I was there with a large group. I wasn’t drinking very much. In fact, I had two drinks and that was it. But I was drugged. I woke...
by Cathy Terranova | Jun 4, 2017 | Rethink Trauma
Overwhelmingly, the last year has left me questioning where I fit in and what kind of purpose I have. With each new hurt I stepped further and further away from nearly everyone I knew. I also stepped further and further away from myself. I stopped caring if I lived or...
by Cathy Terranova | Jul 12, 2016 | Rethink Trauma
Growing up, I always got just enough food. If it was the weekend I got three meals. No one made sure I had breakfast or lunch so I often went without. I even remember a teacher buying me lunch one day at school. Friends would share their lunches with me in middle...
by Cathy Terranova | Jun 21, 2016 | Rethink Trauma
Every once in a while a neat little catch phrase will come into the common vernacular and it seems to be all inclusive. It gets tossed around like a beach ball at a concert and is much the same; full of air and of little weight. It can give the user or hearer a little...
