PTSD

At turns lyrical, poignant, and alluring, The Memory Eaters tells the story of a family’s cyclical and intergenerational incidents of trauma, secret-keeping, and forgetting in the context of the 1970s and 1980s New York City. Read...

Loss was a language I’d learned early but had no way to speak it out of me. Read...

Few things make a body feel better than less things holding it back, be it physical, emotional, or gravitational.

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I grew up knowing my family always had its very own black cloud. Like a backyard pet that comes and goes when it pleases, a room locked but filled with things we weren’t allowed to look at or set free. And it was all passed down to me like some broken heirloom — my ancestor’s weaknesses and fears, swirled into DNA’s mad ritual. Does the body sometimes take into itself — take from its creators — what it cannot heal from? Sometimes, yes.

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Trauma has a way of breaking people down. It's consumed almost every moment of the last 15 years of my life- from the mental health consequences, such as PTSD and years invested in therapy, to the trouble I have connecting with other people and opening up.

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When my therapist told me in 2012 that I presented with symptoms of PTSD, I was relieved, but also in disbelief.

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[CN: PTSD, pregnancy, birth] Something snapped inside me and I was transported backwards in time.

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[CN: PTSD, pregnancy, birth] Something snapped inside me and I was transported backwards in time.

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