“There's an old saying, ‘That which doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.’ I don't believe that. I think the things that try to kill you make you angry and sad. Strength comes from the good things.”

- Sons of Anarchy.

You're doing the emotional labor of two generations at once.
And you were never meant to carry that alone.

If this is you, we see you.

Gen X is a generation of cycle breakers.

You’re working so hard to raise your kids differently.
To name what went unspoken.
To give your children what you never had.

But you’re doing it while still managing a relationship with the very people you’re trying not to become.

This isn’t just stress.
It’s ambiguous grief:
Grieving the parent you needed,
while showing up for the one you got.

And it’s a kind of retraumatization—being pulled back into the same dynamic that broke you,
still trying to be the “good kid”
for the person who won’t name what they did.

For many Gen X survivors, trauma wasn’t named until decades later.
And by the time you’re ready to talk about it—
your parents are no longer able (or willing) to meet you there.

No acknowledgment. No repair.
Just caretaking.

You’re managing their care.
Making appointments. Refilling meds.
All while trying to stay regulated around someone who once made you feel unsafe in your own home.

And they still won’t talk about it.
Or worse—deny it ever happened.

If this resonates, we’re a team of trauma survivors and psychologists who built a program to help.

Recovery is complex and never linear, but the part we aim to help with is starting to ease your brain and body out of survival mode.

It takes 10 minutes a day. Link in bio.

If you do outlive the age you thought you'd never reach, it can feel so disorienting.

Like you're on borrowed time. Like you’re somehow not supposed to be here.

When trauma happens early and/or repeatedly, your brain learns not to trust the future.

It becomes hard to plan. Hard to imagine good things. Hard to believe you’ll be around to enjoy them even if they do come.

- Not expecting to reach old age.
- Thinking you'll never hit "normal" life milestones like getting a drivers license, getting married (even if you want to), having a career, or owning a home.
- Struggling to picture yourself in five years—or even one.

This is a phenomenon called a Sense of a Foreshortened Future. It shows up in all kinds of ways:

We’re a team of survivors and psychologists who built a program to help.

It’s designed to help ease your brain and body out of survival mode and takes 10 minutes a day.

Most members feel less triggered and more in control in 2–3 weeks with daily use.
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Honestly we love a girl dinner—but only when it's on your terms.

If any of this resonates:

Sometimes under the surface, we're dealing with layers of shame.

Shame that we “should” be doing more.
Shame that we don’t “adult” the way other people seem to.
Shame that deep down, we don’t always feel like we deserve care.

For some of us, “girl dinner” isn’t quirky—it’s survival. We’re running on fumes. Our nervous systems are fried. Our executive function is shot.

Throwing together crackers, cheese, and a handful of chips feels like all we’ve got in the tank.

Many of us didn’t grow up in homes where food felt safe or consistent. Maybe meals were chaotic. Maybe you were shamed for what or how much you ate. Maybe no one really fed you at all.

Either way, preparing a full meal can feel… foreign.