When therapy stops working and words won’t cut it—there’s the playlist. This blog explores how music becomes a reclamation, a rebellion, regulation
There’s a moment you never forget...
The one where you turn the music up louder than the voice in your head.
Maybe it’s Beyoncé.
Maybe it’s Alanis.
Maybe it’s some 80s power ballad you haven’t heard since you were a teenager.
But this time it hits different.
Because this time, it’s not just a song.
It’s a survival strategy.
After months or years of walking on eggshells, of second-guessing your own reactions, of being told you’re too much and not enough at the same time...
There’s something holy about singing like nobody can stop you.
You don’t need to explain the pain.
You don’t need to make it palatable.
You just need to feel your chest open wide as the lyrics hit,
and your body remembers what freedom sounds like.
It’s not about binaural beats and new moon soundbaths.
This is rage-cleaning your kitchen at 10PM with glitter eyeliner still on from three nights ago music.
It’s pacing the room trying not to text him music.
It’s taking up space in your own home again music.
This is nervous system regulation with a bass line.
It’s trauma processing without the f*cking worksheet.
It’s letting your body lead the healing through rhythm, volume, and sweat.
There’s a reason so many women come to my work already burnt out on “talking about it.”
They’ve tried therapy.
They’ve read the books.
But the body’s still holding it -
in the throat,
in the chest,
in the clenched jaw that’s never had permission to scream.
That’s why I created this playlist.
For the moment you finally let your body speak.
It’s not curated to be nice.
It’s curated to remind you who the hell you are.
Plug in your headphones.
Hit play.
Let your nervous system remember what it feels like to be the main character again.
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No fluff. No platitudes. Just music that moves like you do — powerfully, honestly, and loud as hell.
You're welcome
Categories: : Life After Narcissistic Abuse