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My fear reached far beyond pain. It reached into motherhood, safety, and the fragile life I was trying to build after abuse. I had young children. I also had an abusive ex-husband, which meant my children depended on me to be the steady, healthy parent. The safe one. The one who could stay regulated, keep the house moving, and protect their softness. Motherhood asks so much of the body. It's physical in a thousand small ways before the day has even had the decency to begin. W

How Emotional Abuse, Breastfeeding, Starvation, and Survival Taught Me to Trust My Reality Again I tried to eat a banana. It should have been easy. Bland. Soft. The kind of food you reach for when your stomach has become suspicious of everything else. But within moments, I was rushing to the toilet, certain I was going to throw up. My body was rejecting food. A banana was too much. That was the moment I understood my body had crossed into something more serious than stress. S