Healing the Wound That Won't Heal: The Reality of Trauma: Spencer, Jo: 9781523601448: Amazon.com: Books This book is a chronicle to my uncovering and understanding the abandonment trauma and neglect I suffered during the first year of my life due to my father's shell-shock from WWII.
https://healingthewoundthatwontheal.com/ Please take a look at my website. My work is in early trauma, as you will see. I am having a very difficult time right now. Recent traumas and loss are triggering my infant trauma. Would like to connect with others here. But, please, don't try to fix my infancy. "I believe we accept too indifferently the fact of infantile amnesia, that is, the failure of memory for the first years of our lives, and fail to find in it a strange riddle." Sigmund Freud
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1523601442 "Healing the Wound That Won't Heal: the Reality of Trauma." This book chronicles my work to uncover and understand the trauma of my infancy. My father was suffering extreme shell-shock from WWII. He was too ill to be left alone, yet I was left with him every day while my mother worked as a waitress. When I was thirteen-months-old I watched him die on the floor in front of my crib. I am having a very difficult time right now. I have emotional flashbacks,...
Here I am, self-isolating (because of the virus) which is compounding the isolation I have felt for so many years. I isolate within myself because no one will try to understand just how deeply damaged I was by the extreme abandonment trauma and neglect I experienced in the first thirteen-months of my life due to my father's extreme shell-shock from WWII. I feel very alone in this work. No one. That includes the people in my life, mental health professionals, my landlady, my grown children.
“Healing the Wound That Won’t Heal: the Reality of Trauma.” In this book I share my in-depth work to understand the psychology and neurobiology regarding trauma and neglect in the first two years of life. My father was suffering extreme shell-shock due to his WWII mission to bomb the oil refineries at Ploesti, Romania. He was too ill to care for himself: yet, I was left with him everyday as my mother worked as a waitress. When I was thirteen-months-old, he died on the floor in front of my...
My area of focus is infant and very early childhood trauma. The name of my non-profit is the "Early Trauma Institute." I would like for you to read my book Healing the Wound That Won't Heal: the Reality of Trauma . The cover photo is myself as a baby a few weeks before I watched my father die on the floor in front of my crib in a pool of blood. He had extreme PTSD from WWII and I was left alone with him every day while my mother worked. The mission statement of my non-profit is: "The mission...
