trauma
At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.
Internal Family Systems
Internal Family Systems. What the heck is she talking about?! I have been in therapy off and on for years for one reason or another: custody battle between my grandparents and my mother, incest, abuse, sexual dysfunction, trauma therapy, etc. In my most recent therapy trip, I’ve been dealing with trauma. This trauma has impacted my life in many ways - primarily my marriage - but I’ve also seen it rear its head in my employment, in school, in friendships… pretty much anywhere I am, my trauma follows me and rears its ugly head when least expected and certainly when least welcome.
By Gwenaviere Laine6 years ago in Psyche
Trauma and Drug Addiction
We often do not realize that trauma sets off things in our life that we simple do not anticipate. Rather that be feelings, emotions, events, endings, trauma is the one unexpected visitor that we never can anticipate. We look at our community now and a lot of the youth and adults are addicted to some type of drug. But where does this all start? Is it the constant bickering between parents that causes the child to search for an escape or the neglectful parenting that makes one run to another source for just .... anything? Could he be the young girl who was placed in a custody battle but ended up with the wrong parent? I mean I could go on, a lot of times we talk about the drugs in communities but we don’t associate the trauma.
By EnlightenedMindzSpeak6 years ago in Psyche
Beau Button
This is the story of Beau Button, well, Beau Fairchild, but nobody remembers his official surname. After years of being referred to as ‘Button’, why would they? It’s a simple story, no twists, no turns, no dramatic pauses, just a straight, narrow road that leads to now.
By Bella Higgins6 years ago in Psyche
Don't speak.
At the time, I thought it was alright. I thought I was the one for you as you to me. Then my worst nightmare happened. My world went from bright to dark over a course of 4 years. I never believed you would actually hurt me until one day you looked at me as if I were nothing to you... The look in your eyes scared me and when I ran you grabbed me and asked "Where are you going?" and I passed out. That's how hard you hit me. The next day at school you acted like nothing happened but how can I? How am I able to just smile and be fine with knowing you hit me and constantly thinking when it's going to happen again. I was so scared and eventually it was like clockwork being with you. I wrote down in my diary how often you would hit me and honestly it could make a book along with a sequel.
By Lexi Nicole6 years ago in Psyche
I went for a walk
I have taken to walking, each morning and each evening. It has become part of my routine, fitting seamlessly into my life – it has come to be something I cannot live without. I walk alone, sometimes, it makes me feel small and scared, but I know I am alive.
By Emma Finucan6 years ago in Psyche
Pain.
Winter just came, the leaves start falling, the trees start changing colors and so do our feelings. Feeling lonely when she was around people that loved her. One year and three months ago she took the worst decision of her life. One year and three months ago her name was called, she followed the nurse, to a white room with two other girls there. One of the girls was crying , she did not know if it was pain or regret. The second girls seem nervous but calm at the same time. After observing the two girls in the room she was infected with something in her arm. Five minutes later she felt chills down her spine, pain in her abdomen and that's when she knew that was the beginning of her painful journey.There were only three girls in the room and the more they waited more was the pain.One by one were been called and then she was left in the room to wait for the worst. She was called, she knew what was about to come was going to mark her for the rest of her life but she still went thru. She was brought to one room where she was asked to remove her closed, they followed her by asking if she was in pain to which she replied with a nod. She was brought to one small white room. The only thing that she could do when she saw the utensils was to cry. The nurse asks her to lie down which she did. She was told to count to 20 till she fell asleep. She counted one she heard one of the doctors say “what are you doing that every girl that you bring me has been crying”. Two she asked Jesus for forgiveness before she broke down crying one again. Three she heard the song “rolling in the deep”, the anestesia did its work. Nurses were talking and girls were crying out of pain all around the floor. Next thing she knew she was awakened by the worst pain that she was ever felt. One nurse came up to her applying one hot bag in her stomach, making the pain worse. The nurse told her that it was ok and not to cry but she kept crying. The nurse applied the bag once again and the pain came with blood but she was told that it was normal and that it was going to keep bleeding for a couple of days. Still in painShe was asked to change and to take some pills for the pain. When she went out of the clinic, the only thing that she did was cry not out of pain but out of regret. On their way home he asked her if she was ok, she did not say a word but cry, and he knew it wasn't from the pain. When they got home she could not get out of the car because of the pain and when she did she discover that she was bleeding once again. He helped her get out of the car and when she went inside their home she changed and sat on the bed and cried. Days went by and they were growing apart they could not hold the pain. A woman and her newborn child move to the apartment just above them. The first night that the child cried she was awake hearing the baby cry and broke her heart and she couldn't keep it anymore and she cried herself to sleep that night. He was on the other side of the bed hearing her cry broke his heart but he knew that she was strong. Without knowing they both cry themselves to sleep that night. He tries getting close with her because he knew what was kicking her inside. He had promised himself to not make her cry again. One day he came back from work and saw her just sitting in the bed with red eyes. That is when he broke down in front of her and told her and told her that if he could go back and change things he would. Some people think that having a abortion is a easy choice but for her it wasn’t, when pregnant she had fainted more than one. The second time that she fainted she was brought to the hospital where her dreams were crushed. She was told that they could not find the baby's heartbeat, she refused to believe it; she asked for other doctors' opinions but it was the same. She had to make a decision; They argued for hours on what to do next, he did not want her and she did not want to lose the baby but she knew that she had to make a decision and she did. She knew that she was young and that in the future with a much better health and stress free she could bear a child. He promised her to give a child after three years and she accepted. It was hard for them to trust in each other. But love is stronger than pain.
By Veronica E6 years ago in Psyche
Death
I’m far far out. Here there is no light or sound. No pain or pleasure. Nothing at all that I can sense. No I to sense. Just black. Floating in outer space without a single star to gaze upon. No consciousness to desire to gaze. My eyes open and I’m hit with shifting light. Unable to clearly see the faces that are speaking to me, I settle on colors instead. Blue. Yellow. Fluorescent lights beam down from above. Figures are on either side of me as my body is being rolled through a room. Focus, Lawrence, Focus. I struggle to make out anything around me as I listen. “Where are you right now?” The hospital, I respond. “Is your name Lawrence?” Yes. “Where were you?” I pause. I can’t remember. Just black. Black.
By Robert Lawrence6 years ago in Psyche
Why Did You Abandon Me?
We met when I was the delicate age of 13. I loved that you liked me. After enduring a childhood of being alone most of the time, I took your companionship to mean more than it did. That's how early my desperate need for love and attention began, at least as far as I can remember. Or maybe that's just the first time I found someone to fill that void, even though I wasn't aware that that's what I needed at the time.
By Loretta Flowers6 years ago in Psyche
