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I have waged a battle, an intense effort to never be a victim for long.
Realize we have no way of protecting ourselves completely from being traumatized.
My traumatizing childhood did not stop me from becoming a professional athlete.
My chronic pain did not take my life away for long. In front of 15 group members, I said we need to throw away the opioids and exercise. One guy followed me out.
Being paralyzed with Guillian Beret, I got up and took three steps when doctors and specialists told me I would be in a wheel chair for a couple years.
For the last two plus months with my college trauma exploding, I have been a victim.
I HATE THAT!
All my tools and skills have not slowed the onslaught of fear and humiliation.
Now, my flag is planted against feeling sorry for myself, being numb or feeling worthless.
It takes me awhile to recognize where the real battle is being fought.
The battle is inside my head, not external.
Physical challenges are second nature to me, the emotional, betrayal trauma is my kryptonite.
While in rehab, paralyzed with intense pain, I thought why me.
No way to heal when, Why me is our mantra.
I was a pro jock and a seasoned meditator, Why not me.
Once you accept the challenge in its entirety, the battle of wills begins.
Victimhood ends. We do not have to win but keep battling.
Some periods of my life are filled with times of never giving up.
Playing defense, not making decisions and increasing my effort every time trauma enters my space, is the way I exist.
This usually leads to more wellbeing.
How about your experiences?
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