Hey Trauma, The Day We Met….
I lost every ounce of dignity for myself. I often feel shackled to shame, guilt, self-hate, and fear. When we move from childhood into adulthood there are many roles/identities you dream of stepping into, but ‘survivor’ isn’t one of them! But here I am…an unexpected survivor of abuse.
I’m often told – almost demanded – to get over it or move on. Sure, the bruises and bones have healed many times, but mentally I can’t get over the shame & pain of trauma. I feel nothing except worthless, sad, damaged from the inside out, unrecognizable.
For me trauma is this 20ft. wall that surrounds & blocks everything. Is this surviving?