How 5 Minutes a Day Helped Me Break Free from Trauma and Find Peace Again

Published by Linda James, Survivor of trauma, mental health |

Updated on October 4th, 2024 | 🕐 4 min | 👁️ 74,122

I never thought I’d find a way out of the darkness.

For years, I felt like I was drowning, trapped under the weight of my own pain and memories that never seemed to fade.

Every day was a battle—a fight against the anxiety that gripped me from the moment

I woke up, against the panic attacks that would come out of nowhere and leave me gasping for air.

I had tried so many things to feel better.

Therapy, medication, meditation—anything to make the nightmares stop, to quiet the constant noise in my mind.

But no matter what I did, it felt like I was trying to climb a mountain with no end in sight.

I was exhausted, and the thought of ever feeling ‘normal’ seemed like a distant, unreachable dream.

I started to believe that maybe this was just my life now.

That the best I could hope for was surviving day to day.

Then one day, I stumbled upon something different—something that made me pause and consider that healing might not be as impossible as I’d thought.

A friend had sent me a link to something called the Neurotoned Journal.

At first, I rolled my eyes—another journal?

How could writing in a book possibly change anything when nothing else had?

But then I read further.

This wasn’t just any journal.

It was designed by a somatic therapist, specifically for people like me, people whose trauma had taken up residence not just in their minds but in their bodies, too.

It promised to help me reconnect with myself, to find calm in the chaos, and all it would take was five minutes a day.

I didn’t believe it.

How could something so simple make a difference?

But something in me was desperate enough to try.

I ordered it, figuring that for the price of a coffee and shipping, I had nothing to lose.

When the journal arrived, I remember holding it in my hands, feeling skeptical but strangely hopeful.

Could this little book really make a difference?

I decided to find out.

On the first day, I turned to page 5.

The prompt was simple: “What do you want?”

I realized I hadn’t asked myself that question in years.

I had been so consumed by my trauma, by just trying to survive, that I had forgotten to even think about what I wanted from life.

I started to write, hesitantly at first, and then more freely as the words poured out of me.

For the first time in a long time, I felt a flicker of something—hope.

The exercises were simple, but they were profound.

They made me think in ways I hadn’t thought before.

On page 10, I was guided to confront my self-judgment, to pivot away from the constant, harsh criticism I had aimed at myself for years.

It felt like turning on a light in a dark room.

On page 18, I began to set intentions, identifying the values that truly mattered to me, the ones that could guide me toward a life that felt meaningful.

And page by page, I started to feel something shifting inside me.

The anxiety was still there, but it wasn’t as overwhelming.

I found myself breathing a little easier, sleeping a little better.

I felt more grounded, more present, even if it was just for a few moments at a time.

By the time I reached page 27, I was checking in with my emotions in a way I never had before.

Instead of being afraid of them, I started to understand them, to see them for what they were—signals, not threats.

But the most powerful moment came on page 116.

The letter-writing exercise.

I sat down and wrote a letter to myself, to the part of me that had been hurting for so long.

I poured out all the pain, the anger, the fear.

And as I wrote, something broke open inside me.

Tears flowed, and for the first time, I felt a sense of release, a sense of peace I had been searching for.

I realized that healing didn’t have to be a monumental, impossible task.

It could be small, gentle steps, taken day by day.

And those five minutes each day were adding up to something big—something life-changing.

My panic attacks became less frequent.

My anxiety, once a constant companion, began to feel like a distant noise, not a roaring storm.

I found myself smiling more, breathing deeper, feeling lighter.

The Neurotoned Journal was helping me reconnect with my body, with my breath, with my life.

I didn’t feel broken anymore.

I felt like I was healing.

If you’ve been feeling stuck, if you’re tired of feeling like trauma controls your life, I urge you to try the Neurotoned Journal.

You don’t need hours in therapy or complicated techniques.

All it takes is five minutes a day.

This journal isn’t just a book—it’s a bridge, a gentle guide back to yourself.

And right now, it’s available for free—just cover the $9.95 shipping cost.

That’s it.

Because healing shouldn’t be out of reach for anyone.

Take that first small step toward freedom.

Order your Neurotoned Journal today and start your journey back to you.