trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
Word Salad
Word salad. Tossed to ‘n fro. Words tossed back and forth like ping pong. I can’t follow… I’m so confused. Here we go! Ever get into an argument or circular conversation with someone and you started on one subject and then ended up on an entirely different or unrelated subject? Perhaps you even ended up being the subject and got attacked? Things seemed to be going swimmingly, then all of a sudden you start drowning in the other person’s word salad.
By Ms Samurai5 years ago in Psyche
Shauna´s Story of Survival
For my first blog, I thought it would be most appropriate to talk about the fact that at times I allowed my circumstances whether past or present to define who I was. Whether I had been in abusive relationships, or have had addiction problems and/or other hardships, I would take on the stereotypes of these circumstances as my identity. For me, the biggest “identity theft” was when I was nineteen years old, and I finally came to my senses and realized that the relationship I was in was abusive. While most of my peers were coming into their own, I found myself trapped. The physical abuse I could take, but it was the mental abuse that had become the real prison.
By A Life Worth Living For5 years ago in Psyche
Shattered Innocence
Childhood is supposed to be a time of joy, fun, laughter, and innocence. A time when the adults in charge of us seek to provide for us to become grown, healthy, functioning adults, to protect us from the evils of the world, and make sure that we are nourished in all the ways that a child should be. They are supposed to hug us when we are sad or hurt, kiss the boo-boos, mend the ripped jeans, and regale us with bedtime stories and tales of once upon a time. They are supposed to protect us from strangers and those with bad intentions, especially when we are ourselves to young to do so. But, sometime life goes wrong and the grown ups don't follow the rules that they should. Sometimes the innocence of a young child is ripped from them in the worst ways.
By Amanda Purcell5 years ago in Psyche
Hold the Healing
I try not to let my memories get me into a depressed mental state but I do often find myself feeling down about my childhood. There were definitely some good times, but there were so many bad times. I don't mean that as an exaggeration, I mean that as I come to realize I was and probably still am, to some degree "damaged" by the all the trauma. Let's begin.
By Monifa Lewis5 years ago in Psyche
An open letter to the woman who birthed me
The thing I hear so often is "nobody deserves that," but I find this naïve as there tends to be a multitude of people, who have done things so absolutely heinous that nothing in the world should bring about forgiveness. As a child, I experienced the feeling of begging for death so often I will never be able to tally them up for all to see. I spent hours, years, decades, counting down for my day of death.
By L.D. Malachite 5 years ago in Psyche
Man, Oh Man!
Violence breeds trauma, and part of the trauma that spawned my depression and anxiety is the domestic violence I regularly witnessed when I was a child. My father was a brutal man when we were children. There were eight of us total that lived through that nightmare. What it taught me was that men aren’t safe. That your “protector” can easily be your tormentor. Now, my father was a different man by the time he passed. He became more gentle and understanding the older he got, and by the time he became an elderly man, he was so different that none of the grandchildren could believe the stories we kids told of our childhood.
By Rafaela Nunnally5 years ago in Psyche
Love Letters from Heather
To my former student, Brady. I know you will not read this. However, I feel compelled to write it anyway. You know when teachers say they don’t have favourite students? They are lying. I can say that now because I can no longer be fired since I quit teaching 18 years ago. Although professional and held to a high standard, teachers will outwardly be fair and friendly to all students. But, underneath it all, they are people. People who day in and day out are dealing with other people. And due to an incomprehensible algorithm created unconsciously by our personalities—people are drawn to certain others naturally.
By Heather Down5 years ago in Psyche
Just Chic
Isn’t she lovely? The apple of his eye. His sweet, innocent babygirl. Honest, trusting, and pure. Protected by his warm embrace. Surrounded by his love and grace. Nothing in this world could harm her; as long as she had her dad by her side, walking in perfect stride. Right?
By LaChic-Joy5 years ago in Psyche
Abusive Relationship
We all have things that we regret. I regret making the same mistake with internet dating. After getting out of a seven-year relationship of course I hid behind a screen for the next couple months if not even a year. Mistake not learned! No relationship stuck but being your twenties usually is the time to explore your options. Which is what I was doing. Then I ran across my next long-term relationship. Not what I was expecting but it is one that I am not proud of.
By MICHELLE SMITH5 years ago in Psyche
