Tag: trauma

  • Lullaby of Unsafety

    Lullaby of Unsafety

    Unsafe. Feel the ground shifting. Unsafe, attacked from all sides. Unsafe, heartbeat pounding, primal trigger, fight or flight to survive. Unsafe. Angry bomb ticking. Unsafe, primal alert. Unsafe, ears are ringing, body-bound senses hyper-vigilance. Unsafe. Pendulum swinging. Unsafe, unknown terrain. Unsafe, words are fleeing, protectively silenced, frozen in shame. Unsafe but defences are holding. Faint…

  • Things I wish weren’t true

    Things I wish weren’t true

    A family fractured beyond repair – unimaginable loss shocks to the core. Unenviable position to be sole heir perched on a knife edge between hope and despair

  • Un-Safety

    Un-Safety

    A relationship without emotional safety is not a healthy relationship. A relationship without safety is merely an insecure attachment, or a trauma bond. Safety brings freedom, to express, to have needs, to be vulnerable, to feel, and to grow. Anything less is emptiness

  • Dismissed

    Dismissed

    Which sad is worse? Being with you Or without you.

  • Nothing

    Nothing

    Nothing to do, nothing to say. If I keep doing nothing it may stay that way. Consumed by nothingness, stretching endlessly. If only I could feel nothing.

  • What happened?

    What happened?

    Do you want to hear What happened to me? Are you prepared for brutal honesty? Skeletons in the closet, risking transparency. Revealing myself now terrifies me. Have I forgiven them? so important to you; And fears for my mother, Did he hit her too? Your conflicted emotions? not my responsibility. Holding myself takes all my…

  • Moving Towards Wholeness

    Moving Towards Wholeness

    Legacy of trauma, the body keeps the score; Waking and sleeping, fearing next footfall. So I move my body, tender feelings break open, strength to surrender, release raw emotion. Legacy of trauma, banged into my head; Destroys peace of mind, an ever present dread. Buried in books, immersed in learning; Through understanding comes love, education…

  • In Celebration of Dissociation

    In Celebration of Dissociation

    Claiming the power of dissociation; of not being present to soulless violation. Drawing fresh strength from recognition that innocence remains, intact and unbroken. Shamed for an absence perceived as abandonment; Forgiving myself, despite others judgement. Accepting raw scars still inviolably innocent. Taking only what’s mine, the remainder their punishment.

  • #MeToo

    #MeToo

    The unspoken power of resonant truth. A shy smile. A nod. I’ve been there too. I know what you mean. Simple validation. You’re not alone. Gifting Recognition. Receive the gift, of shared solidarity, Carry it forward with equanimity. Feeling compassion, I see you too. You’re not alone. I believe you.

  • Access Denied.

    Access Denied.

    Dear parents, I’m too angry to talk; Yet you consume my thoughts. Painful paradox of betrayal. What would you say if you could see me now? You may say you approve. But why should I allow your opinions to matter? It’s for me to decide. It’s too late for you to turn the tide, to…

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