melanie maree

Since learning I was autistic, I looked back over my life and could see so many times I was unable to speak. I thought this was situational mutism, maybe mixed in with a trauma response sometimes, but since learning about my system, I can see some of those times were parts fronting.

When you grow up in childhood trauma, nowhere feels like home. I spent most of my childhood dissociating from the reality of my homelife so I could function at school and in my community. This left me with an image of my life that was skewed. I knew deep down that my family didn’t feel right, but I couldn’t understand why I felt that way.

The culture I grew up in was one of silence. If I made an attempt to express myself it was met with tactics to ensure I learned that my voic