trauma

At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.

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
Mental Health Month: The Repercussions of Living in “Another Dimension”
I’m staying with the theme of Mental Health Month! Today I wanted to touch base on a topic that I didn’t have to do much research on. My mind has been very fuzzy lately and I haven’t been able to concentrate at all so research wasn’t in the cards for me. My topic this week is, “Repercussions of Living in Another Dimension.” The reason why is because being in my last relationship was like being in an episode of The Twilight Zone.
By Taylor Hagemann6 years ago in Psyche
Stepping Away from The Traumatic Cycle of Grief: An Alternative View.
This time last year I had a friend of mine pass away. I was aware of her being missing in the morning and with a full day of work ahead, I knew that I just needed to know - was she alive or was she dead?
By Nik Chung6 years ago in Psyche
Do more than Survive
The normal sane reaction to finding out that someone you love is in an abusive relationship, is to tell them to leave. And It’s easy to say when you’re not in it. I’ve told many friends that were with toxic partners to leave because again, hindsight is 20/20. But when I was in one, despite people who would express concern, it was still hard for me to leave. I was already going through a rollercoaster of emotion with my family, school and work, so having no direction made me perfect for this specific person. Even if you can’t leave because your brain has not reached that point where it can recognize the big neon letters of “THIS IS FUCKING ABUSE”, it’s important to keep hold of yourself. During this period of my life, I was in survival mode almost all the time to keep myself from driving off a bridge just to escape.
By Ms. Terri6 years ago in Psyche
Can I Recover From Emotional Distress After A Car Accident
After a car accident, there is always a risk of suffering from significant injuries. These injuries may range from minor injuries such as bruises on the hands to substantial injuries such as brain injuries. After the bruises are treated, an individual may continue suffering. Maybe the other driver was texting when suddenly you heard a bang, or you were trying to park when someone slammed you from behind. These unexpected circumstances may linger in your mind for long. It’s no wonder some victims of car accidents continue to suffer from anxiety or depression long after the accident. If you have suffered from emotional distress, you can get compensated for the mental anguish as a part of the injuries resulting from the car accident.
By Nancy Ahuja6 years ago in Psyche
My mind is a time machine.
Ghost's of my past sneak into my mind and play tricks on me through the night time. Tiny traumas of the past, sneak their way into my mind to disturb me, even the fairy lights aren't as comforting as they were before I drifted off in this unwanted war. The war in my mind is when the ghost start to play foolish games with the past which could cause to me to panic and not play.
By Maria 6 years ago in Psyche
It’s never your fault.
Sexual assault and abuse in family homes happens so much more often than you think. If you are currently or have been in that situation and have survived, I salute you. Today I want to share my story. It'll get confusing at times but in the end this is really just for the awareness that abusers are most likely people already in your life.
By Jade Melgar6 years ago in Psyche
Domestic Violence
Payton watched silently as her mother painfully leaned her skinny, frail body against the kitchen bench. She was still wearing the clothes from yesterday morning, and probably the day before. Payton couldn’t be sure when she had bathed or even changed her clothes last. She lit up a cigarette and took a deep puff, directing the second-hand smoke into the open fly-screened window, which hardly helped. Payton wasn’t supposed to be out of bed, they are never allowed out this early. But she hadn’t slept at all that night. How could she? She leant against the door frame ever so gently, not taking her eyes of her mother. She felt almost nothing, as if she were so immune to this wretched household that she had become almost numb to her senses. She had never noticed it before – maybe it was true, or maybe this was how all 14-year-olds are supposed to feel. She might never know.
By Abbey Dowden6 years ago in Psyche
the broken one's
Some people like reading, others like playing basketball, or cooking or running or painting. And then there’s a small portion who like fixing things, they like projects, broken things. They find broken people and they try to fix them, and the best part of it is sometimes they succeed. But sometimes you find that one broken person that can’t be fixed, they can’t be healed. And you see that you might just end up the same way.
By Avin Dabiri6 years ago in Psyche
THE GIFT OF TRAUMA
THE GIFT OF TRAUMA IN THE BEGINNING: I was sexually, physically and emotionally abused for the majority of my childhood.
By Kim Mecklenburg6 years ago in Psyche
Showcasing Cinematic Black Trauma
I recently was browsing through the selection of films on Netflix and I decided to watch a film called Mississippi Burning. It is seemed like an interesting film, so I added it to the list and began to watch. And from the beginning, I witness three men slain in cold blood, two Jewish, one Black. The reason being is that the two Jewish are “nigger lovers” and the other is a “nigger”. At the hands of racist white police officers, these boys are killed in a very gruesome fashion and the blood and guts are not spared from being seen on screen. From this scene, I am uneasy and brace myself for a film that will show more gruesome suffering and harm done onto black bodies. I get to about 30 minutes in a witness a lynching and burning of the crime scene, and it is at this point I decide I cannot watch this film; seeing such images will not be good for my psyche, so I skip to the end where the men responsible are brought to justice.
By Rudo Christine Gwaze6 years ago in Psyche