Photograph by Anne Blodgett Photography at a Ponderosa & Thyme Workshop
My Personal Experience with Psych-k® and Trauma
The picture above is of me. I'm crying in a a meadow full of peonies. That's what trauma will do to you. It doesn't care if you're in love, on vacation in Europe, or in a meadow full of your favorite flowers, it's always there.
I had been diagnosed with PTSD about a eight months prior to this photo, where seemingly out of nowhere one night, I lost my mind. The one light at the end of that dark tunnel, was that I was to marry the love of my life in a big and beautiful ceremony that June at the Ebell of Los Angeles.
Instead, that June, I was here in this meadow, trying to process what felt like an insurmountable shock and loss: The love of my life had left me about a month prior without any warning, and to this day, I do not know exactly why.
This was someone that I had known, loved, and trusted for five years at the time - someone who I knew to be a smart, honest, and kind human.
This is a much longer story, but as it turns out, I did not have PTSD in the months leading up to my wedding - it was a misdiagnosis. Days before moving in together, happy and effervescent with love, I had gone to a new medical doctor and was incorrectly taken off of the thyroid meds I'd been on for years. This caused what is referred to in medical literature as "Hypothyroid Psychosis" - a condition caused by hypothyroidism and characterized by confusion, fatigue, blurry vision, hair loss, weight gain, depression, memory loss, and extreme anxiety. I presume the reason that he left me, was due to the changes in my personality during this time, and subsequent stress on our relationship.
Shorty after the breakup, I went to see my old doctor, and was put back on the thyroid meds, causing the condition to completely resolve in a matter of days. Words cannot describe what a relief this was after having suffered so much over the past eight months. However, I had now had a broken heart to heal, shock, and the shattering of my very belief system.
In the year that I had been falsely diagnosed with PTSD, and in the subsequent months attempting to heal my grief from the loss of the relationship, my own brain became a torturous place to be. After he left (and before I'd got back on my thyroid meds), I spent weeks on the floor unable to eat, having to melt ice cubes in my mouth because I couldn't keep water down. I was in more pain than I ever knew existed. I remember thinking my body was too small for all that pain - and I blamed myself.
I did everything that I could to heal during these years. I saw the world's most famous attachment therapist, went to trauma therapy twice a week, did NAD BR+, somatic experiencing, read all the books on healing trauma that were recommended to me, Faster EFT, EMDR, Heartmath, yoga, meditated, journaled, created beautiful things, tried LDN, and surrounded myself with friends and nature.
After the end of the relationship and psychosis, I also threw myself back into my work, started my floral business, and began to grow my healing business that I'd had to put on hold for eight months. I even allowed myself to fall in love again.
Certain things helped some, but nothing ever truly worked, so about ten months after the relationship ended, I accepted that he wasn't coming back, that I may always feel broken, and decided to get my own apartment by the beach in Santa Monica. The day I went to sign the lease, I was run over by a car.
Physical injuries aside, I suffered three major blows to the head and if I was misdiagnosed with PTSD before, I definitely had it now. I was terrified to leave the house - afraid of walking, cars, sounds, and lost the ability to sleep completely without opioids. When I began physical therapy, I also began to see a lovely psychiatrist and undewent many EMDR sessions to little benefit. I tried modalities I'd practiced prior to no avail, and was about to begin Ketamine infusions out of desperation. It was at this time that I finally remembered that I had never tried Psych-k®, a modality raved about by Dr. Bruce Lipton, someone I admired greatly.
Psych-k® healed me miraculously. It accelerated the healing from my brain injury as well as the physical injuries, and cured the PTSD from the accident and inability to process the loss of my relationship. In two sessions, Psych-k® was able to do what a year of the most reputable and expensive treatments for PTSD couldn't. It fully cured me. From there, I continued to use it for all kinds of things and have since transformed my whole world.
I quickly embarked on training to become a master level Psych-k® facilitator, and am continually blown away by it - especially in its application for trauma. If you have PTSD, please reach out, I have every hope that I can help.
The picture above is of me. I'm crying in a a meadow full of peonies. That's what trauma will do to you. It doesn't care if you're in love, on vacation in Europe, or in a meadow full of your favorite flowers, it's always there.
I had been diagnosed with PTSD about a eight months prior to this photo, where seemingly out of nowhere one night, I lost my mind. The one light at the end of that dark tunnel, was that I was to marry the love of my life in a big and beautiful ceremony that June at the Ebell of Los Angeles.
Instead, that June, I was here in this meadow, trying to process what felt like an insurmountable shock and loss: The love of my life had left me about a month prior without any warning, and to this day, I do not know exactly why.
This was someone that I had known, loved, and trusted for five years at the time - someone who I knew to be a smart, honest, and kind human.
This is a much longer story, but as it turns out, I did not have PTSD in the months leading up to my wedding - it was a misdiagnosis. Days before moving in together, happy and effervescent with love, I had gone to a new medical doctor and was incorrectly taken off of the thyroid meds I'd been on for years. This caused what is referred to in medical literature as "Hypothyroid Psychosis" - a condition caused by hypothyroidism and characterized by confusion, fatigue, blurry vision, hair loss, weight gain, depression, memory loss, and extreme anxiety. I presume the reason that he left me, was due to the changes in my personality during this time, and subsequent stress on our relationship.
Shorty after the breakup, I went to see my old doctor, and was put back on the thyroid meds, causing the condition to completely resolve in a matter of days. Words cannot describe what a relief this was after having suffered so much over the past eight months. However, I had now had a broken heart to heal, shock, and the shattering of my very belief system.
In the year that I had been falsely diagnosed with PTSD, and in the subsequent months attempting to heal my grief from the loss of the relationship, my own brain became a torturous place to be. After he left (and before I'd got back on my thyroid meds), I spent weeks on the floor unable to eat, having to melt ice cubes in my mouth because I couldn't keep water down. I was in more pain than I ever knew existed. I remember thinking my body was too small for all that pain - and I blamed myself.
I did everything that I could to heal during these years. I saw the world's most famous attachment therapist, went to trauma therapy twice a week, did NAD BR+, somatic experiencing, read all the books on healing trauma that were recommended to me, Faster EFT, EMDR, Heartmath, yoga, meditated, journaled, created beautiful things, tried LDN, and surrounded myself with friends and nature.
After the end of the relationship and psychosis, I also threw myself back into my work, started my floral business, and began to grow my healing business that I'd had to put on hold for eight months. I even allowed myself to fall in love again.
Certain things helped some, but nothing ever truly worked, so about ten months after the relationship ended, I accepted that he wasn't coming back, that I may always feel broken, and decided to get my own apartment by the beach in Santa Monica. The day I went to sign the lease, I was run over by a car.
Physical injuries aside, I suffered three major blows to the head and if I was misdiagnosed with PTSD before, I definitely had it now. I was terrified to leave the house - afraid of walking, cars, sounds, and lost the ability to sleep completely without opioids. When I began physical therapy, I also began to see a lovely psychiatrist and undewent many EMDR sessions to little benefit. I tried modalities I'd practiced prior to no avail, and was about to begin Ketamine infusions out of desperation. It was at this time that I finally remembered that I had never tried Psych-k®, a modality raved about by Dr. Bruce Lipton, someone I admired greatly.
Psych-k® healed me miraculously. It accelerated the healing from my brain injury as well as the physical injuries, and cured the PTSD from the accident and inability to process the loss of my relationship. In two sessions, Psych-k® was able to do what a year of the most reputable and expensive treatments for PTSD couldn't. It fully cured me. From there, I continued to use it for all kinds of things and have since transformed my whole world.
I quickly embarked on training to become a master level Psych-k® facilitator, and am continually blown away by it - especially in its application for trauma. If you have PTSD, please reach out, I have every hope that I can help.
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