12/16/2025
I don’t dread holidays because I don’t like them.
I dread them because they’ve become predictable in the worst way.
Even after I left the relationship, every school holiday and every “special” time has carried the same weight. Before it even arrives, my body knows. I don’t step into these moments relaxed… I step in braced. Not because of the kids, but because experience has taught me what often follows.
This is something called post-separation abuse — a form of coercive control that continues after a relationship ends. It often escalates around milestones, holidays, and times that matter, because disruption is the point. It’s not about conflict. It’s about control.
From the outside, it can look minor or “manageable.”
From the inside, it means anticipating messages, boundary pushing, emotional manipulation, or escalation, right when you’re trying to create safety and joy for your children. It means being ready, once again, to advocate and protect them when there are genuine safety concerns.
What doesn’t get talked about enough is the impact on the nervous system.
I’m doing the work — therapy, awareness, regulation tools, healing practices. But a nervous system cannot fully settle while it’s being repeatedly re-triggered by the same person, year after year. Healing requires safety, not just coping strategies.
You cannot regulate your way out of an ongoing threat.
You cannot “stay calm” your way through coercive control.
And telling survivors to “just ignore it” misunderstands trauma entirely.
There is also grief in this, grief for the holidays I hoped my children would have, and for the belief that separation would automatically bring peace. Instead, it has required constant vigilance.
One of the hardest truths I’ve had to accept is this:
When someone is more invested in punishing their ex than protecting their children, shared parenting becomes a battleground rather than a partnership.
So if I seem anxious, guarded, or overwhelmed during holidays, this is why.
It’s not negativity.
It’s not bitterness.
It’s a nervous system shaped by years of ongoing psychological and post-separation abuse… still standing, still protecting, still trying to create moments of warmth in the middle of something that never truly stopped.
This isn’t about the past. It’s about what continues in the present.