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About us

We’re not influencers.
We’re the ones who crawled out of the wreckage still bleeding —

and chose to build something with what was left.

TCOG stands for Trauma Club OG —
the originals, the outliers, the ones who don’t trust easy but feel everything.

We don’t sugarcoat healing.
We don’t post pastel quotes and call it recovery.
We tell the truth, even when it stings. Especially then.

WHY WE BUILT THIS 

Because we got tired of being told to “move on.”

Because every time the world wanted us quiet, we screamed louder.

With books, art, raw journals, and realness.This site?
This isn’t content.
It’s a clubhouse for trauma survivors and those who came back changed.

A place where no one’s “too much.”
Where the loud, the broken — get to breathe.

Support the Movement

 

We’re building this one piece at a time.
No big publishers. No corporate backing.
Just two people with scars, a story, and a mission.

If this space speaks to you,
if it feels like something the world needs
you can help keep it alive.

Every coffee, every bit of support,
helps us finish the book, drop the gear, and protect this place we’re building.

You’re not just buying us coffee. You’re backing something that refuses to stay quiet.

You don't need a mission. You need a place that doesn’t flinch.

This isn’t healing made pretty.
This is where survivors breathe without pretending.
No pressure. No pity. Just truth and tribe. A Community & Movement.

Want to stay close to the fire?
Drop your email to get new gear drops, or just proof you’re not the last one standing. By hitting Sign Up, you’re agreeing to our terms and policies.

We don’t spam. We don’t bullshit. Once a week new drops.

Our Purpose and Vision

We built this for the ones who’ve seen too much, felt too deep, and kept going anyway.

TCOG isn’t a brand. It’s a safehouse. A clubhouse for the ones who came back changed—and needed a place where that change wasn’t judged, fixed, or explained away. Here, we speak survivor. Raw, honest, unfiltered. No masks. No performance.

Our purpose is to create space.
For trauma survivors to feel seen, heard, and fully protected. For stories that don’t fit in “normal” boxes. For healing that doesn’t follow a straight line.

Our vision is a global movement.
Books that speak truth. Art that hits home. Merch that feels like armor. And a space where survivors can connect, build, and create something that’s theirs.

We’re not trying to fix you.
We’re here to walk beside you.

Welcome to TCOG—Trauma Club OG.
If you get it, you’re already one of us.

Guiding Principles

These aren’t rules. They’re reminders. Anchors. The core of who we are and how we move:

1. Real over perfect.
We don’t polish pain to make it palatable. We speak it how it is—raw, flawed, human.

2. No shame allowed.
What you’ve lived through is not up for judgment. Survival isn’t something to apologize for.

3. Your pace is sacred.
Healing has no finish line. Whether you’re running, crawling, or just breathing—you’re doing it right.

4. We hold space, not power.
We don’t fix. We don’t preach. We witness. We support. We walk beside you.

5. Tribe over trend.
We’re not chasing clicks. We’re building a movement that protects its own—quietly, fiercely, and with no masks.

6. Boundaries are holy.
No means no. Silence is respected. And consent is everything—online or off.

7. Laughter is medicine.
Even in the darkest moments, we believe in cracking a joke before we crack apart.

These are the bones of TCOG. If this speaks to you, you already know—you’re one of us.

Meet Our Team

Join the TraumaClubOG Movement!

We’re building more than a platform—we’re building a movement.

If you’ve ever felt alone in your story, you’re not.
Here, you’ll find others who get it. People who’ve lived through the unspoken and kept going.
This is your space to connect, create, speak up, and find fuel in what nearly broke you.

Your voice matters.
And together? We’re louder than trauma ever was.

You don’t need to be okay to belong here. You just have to be.