An Army of Rescuers
I’ve been holding onto this post now for a while. I originally wrote it over a month ago, but felt in my heart it wasn’t the right time to post it. But today, I feel like it is right. I…
The Only Way Out is Through
When I first began Trauma Therapy, my therapist told me, “The only way out is through”. As in, the only way to heal was to go back and go through the feelings and emotions I’d neglected at the time. When…
Celebrating Small Victories Within Darkness
There are some days when the darkness is just so strong, it inhibits everything that I do. Sleeping is difficult, getting out of bed is difficult, feeding myself is difficult, staying focused is difficult, let alone doing all the things…
Fight On, Fighter
Wednesday morning I had a therapy appointment. I left feeling good, despite having to recall another one of my childhood traumas. I left with tears in my eyes, but was able to ground myself quickly with music and my journal…
Raging Courage
I have always been a person who needs to have a deep understanding of something before I can accept it as truth. This explains why I struggled with math so much in Jr and Sr High. No one took the…
My Love-Hate Relationship
I have a love-hate relationship with Facebook Memories. Some days, the memories are heartwarming – an inspirational quote I previously shared that speaks to me yet again, a photo of me and family/friends enjoying something together. Some days, the memories…
I Won’t Go Speechless
I have always loved music. I love the rhythmic comfort it provides. I love the way it can calm, soothe, pump me up or explain my feelings when I’m at a lack for words. I love the way artists can…
The Power of Vulnerability
One thing I’ve really struggled with is being vulnerable with people. After enduring years of trauma and abuse, I don’t trust people easily. In my experience, whenever I’ve opened up to someone, they have used it against me; whether that…
Don’t Fake Good.
It’s been over a week since my last post. Since then, I’ve been trying so hard to come up with something encouraging to share, because that’s what people like to read. As soon as I become real about how I’m…
One Bleeder at a Time
I don’t know how many times I’ve sat down with my phone or computer and tried to articulate how I’m feeling in the past three days. I have so many thoughts stirring within me that I’m having trouble sorting them…
