trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
Akward and Healing
(Trigger Warning) This past Wednesday I went to see a therapist for the first time in my life. Let me tell you, it was definitely and experience. There is something about walking into a room and knowing that you can tell the person in front of you anything and they wont judge you. But, when the words start flowing from your mouth it leaves you feeling raw and vulnerable. I pealed away the shell and gave him a very limited synopsis of my life story but even just saying that out loud made me do a self reflection.
By Alexandra Hepburn4 years ago in Psyche
The Thoughts Of An Adult Suffering From The Effects of A Narcissist On Them.
Whatever I write comes out and will be produced for the healing of my emotional detachment and other things, like letting go of my step dad and other harmful behaviors that manifest as a result of those two conditions.
By Calaen Burton 4 years ago in Psyche
The Girl inside of Me (Part I)
I have three brothers and no sisters. When I was a young child, I used to play with my brothers and their friends. Thus, most of my brothers’ friends also became friends of mine. During my childhood it was not a problem for me to be the only girl in the crew, but as I am getting older ―especially during my teenage years, I became obsessed about not having girls as friends. At the same time, I was experiencing loneliness, because all my friends (who are boys) started to have girlfriends and didn’t let me play with them anymore. I started to become depressed. At school, no one wanted to talk to me, neither boys nor girls. The girls thought that I was too masculinized and bullied at me instead of helping me.
By Marie Cadette Pierre-Louis4 years ago in Psyche
Escaping My Abuser
Self love is something we have to learn to do. Something we have to learn to feel. Its something we can only find ourselves. Finding love in yourself after enduring abuse, or while enduring abuse feels impossible. There is always someone there belittling who you are. How can you find love in yourself when you don't feel loved by those around you?
By Hannahalexis974 years ago in Psyche
The Hubby Is On The Roof Again
There were things I wanted to get done a few days ago! Instead, I found myself holding the ladder for my hubby. He was going on the roof to do a minor repair. In the last rainstorm, we lost a shingle, and he wants to add some tar to spots on the roof and firm up some other spots.
By Denise E Lindquist4 years ago in Psyche
I am neurodivergent and no one ever knew.
CHILDHOOD TRAUMA IS NOT ALL I'VE SUFFERED FROM It has been right under my nose for my entire life but I have never had the right information to assess or understand myself. I grew up being passed between two abusive homes with three neglectful parents bullying and neglecting me - the only child under their care. I was not taught the basics of taking care of yourself, the home, or how to understand myself. I just existed and was shunned off to my room, where I focused on my special few interests for hours alone.
By Jaded Savior Blog4 years ago in Psyche
Cherries on Fire
In this very moment, the subtle glow of a street lamp is the only thing keeping me safe. It’s a reminder that outside of this room exists a reality that isn’t the one I’m currently living. If it were to shut off, I would be swallowed up by the darkness of this room. By his darkness.
By Kyle Thomas Shea4 years ago in Psyche
Why would parents allow their grown friend to scare a preteen with sexual remarks
Why would my parents allow a grown man( their friend) allow him to chase me around the house threatening to do sexual things to their youngest pre-teen daughter? This is a true story
By Kerrie G.Diaz4 years ago in Psyche
Here
Here is where the victims of narcissists end up. I feel like these days, narcissism has become this stereotype that’s used to describe people who are assholes. Someone is inconsiderate of someone else’s feelings and it’s BOOM- you must be a narcissist. Personally, I’m not a fan of the word, nor am I a fan of it becoming so glorified. When you really dive into uncovering the entirety of narcissism, the acts, the victims, the gaslighting, the conditioning, it’s not just something to call someone. It’s something and someone who quite literally ruins peoples lives and then blames those people for their own world crashing down around them while the narcissists are the ones driving the bull dozer. It’s intentionally hurting someone, telling them their reaction to your hurtful act is wrong and then dismissing the way you made them feel entirely. It’s emotional warfare and it gets so deep that it’s like holding someone under water until they almost drown, letting them fight to get back up for air and asking them why they put THEMSELVES in that position. Narcissism is conditioning someone into accepting your bullshit with small little things here and there that eventually add up to bigger things and become more frequent until the victim is sitting there questioning their entire life, their entire self and wondering how they got HERE. Where is here, you ask? Here obviously varies from one situation to the next, but there’s always the common denominators such as isolation. Here is alone and not just alone but lonely because you’ve been keeping the red flags from those whom you love the most. Sometimes those loved ones can read between the lines, but you’re told they don’t support you and even if you don’t necessarily believe that, you go along with it because it’s the ‘them or me’ mentality that enduces panic. Here is often financially dependent on the narcissist with the heavy weight of knowing you couldn’t afford to leave even if you wanted to. Here is not only isolated, but lonely and questioning EVERYTHING about yourself. Where did I go wrong? How can I fix this? What’s wrong with me? Oh and my personal favorite, why can’t I do anything right? Here is not where any of us expected to end up. After all, I just wanted to be loved. It felt perfect. Looking back, maybe I did overlook some red flags. Maybe I did begin to allow the disrespect. Maybe I did play a part in my own isolation. Maybe I did also become toxic myself, but I know that’s not who I am. Wait, no seriously, who AM I!? Nothing but a shell of who I used to be as I realize I’m here. Each instance of the emotional abuse has created a new layer of toxic coping mechanisms I’ll have to learn to shed one by one. People talk about all the abuse a narcissist puts you through, but I never see anyone talk about it quite literally becoming your internal dialogue. You spend years being manipulated and you finally see it for what it is, BUT IT DOESNT JUST END. You don’t get to just walk away. Once you leave, you are gifted with the self doubt, the fear of failure, the fear of being alone because after a while you begin to believe you are as worthless as you’re told. It’s easy to write this and it’s easy for you to read this but just sit there and imagine truly believing someone when they tell you that you are a waste of space. That nothing you do is right. That you do not matter. Sit with it and let it sink in and try to really envision what a hopeless place HERE is. I would say that most peoples reaction would probably be, “that’s crazy! I would NEVER allow someone to make me feel that way! Even if they tried, I wouldn’t believe them.” Then you WAKE UP one day and you’re HERE.
By Brittany Dalton4 years ago in Psyche
