New way to view abuse

This is from Facebook.  I read it and reread it.  Then I put it in a draft on my blog to give me time to reconsider if this is helpful or discouraging.  It certainly made me think, a lot. Awareness of childhood sexual abuse “When we embrace the dirt of our lives, tapping into the…

Memories

Recently I read several Facebook pages that are posting things to encourage those that have PTSD. I found many of the post to be a daily boost of encouragement. But I also saw a trend that bothers me.  People stated how they hated their memories, hated PTSD, hate what this does to them then complain…

The Abyss

I’m sharing different coping tools I added to my toolbox when fighting PTSD.  I hope that they help someone else, too.  Every once in awhile I need to be reminded as to why I do this.  What motivates me to keep working on sharing these ideas?  What is the driving force behind hours of reading…

Freedom

Happy July 4th to the United States Declaration of Independence Day.  I grew up with July 4th meaning fireworks.  When I was a kid, I hated them.  The noise was so loud.  Now, I take out my hearing aids I can barely hear them.  Nicely muffled for my viewing experience.  For me, it was another…

Going back to move forward

From reading the many meme’s wishing they could forget, people seem to believe that forgetting is the key to moving forward.  Interestingly, I had to go back and remember for me to go forward.  I needed to know what happened so I could understand my reaction and behavior today.  I needed to process past hurts…

Where’s your focus?

The secret of change is to focus all your energy, not on fighting the old, but on Building the new ~ Socrates Sounds good, logical, the right thing to do.  However, I learned on my journey that I first needed to survey the damage in my life.  I needed to acknowledge my life was a…

Black Bag

I didn’t start counseling knowing there was anything unusual about my past.  My husband and I were going for marriage counseling.  Several homework assignments had confusing results before my counselor finally asked me about my past. I told him it was great, we went to the park and the zoo. He then asked me, “Tell…