PTSD and Suffering

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A friend asked me, what do you gain from your suffering?

I have a hard time applying that to PTSD suffering.

Whether we are a victim or actively trying to heal, suffering is part of our life.

In my opinion, childhood abuse was a sentence of future suffering.

No matter what I did, suffering and loss would be my companions.

My damage and weaknesses were glaring for me.

The best I can do is, try to heal in spite of my suffering.

Feeling I gain something from suffering, brings strong guilt feelings.

I must be doing something wrong to prolong PTSD and my suffering.

Seems to me, having courage and taking action to heal is trying to stop suffering.

An idea arrives. I can offer my suffering up to help Others heal.

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3 responses to this post.

  1. “I can offer my suffering up to help Others heal.”
    Eureka! You have found the pearl of great price, Marty! And so many heal tghrough your soul mining!
    This is the mechanism and the deepest of all mysteries and why the Creator Source of ALL came and died on the cross, conquering death by rising in three days.
    THIS IS IT.
    We seek and we find, and our footsteps pave the way for others.
    A book: Hinds’ Feet on High Places.

  2. I have had so many people tell me “Just leave it in the past.” As if that is possible! I have two aunts who keep trying to be helpful and telling me I should forgive…FOR MYSELF. I love them and I understand they are trying to help, so I haven’t let loose on them. They misapply the Bible though. God forgives when people are actually sorry and change course, or at least attempt to. My abusers and their associates, my other attackers, never showed remorse, and I am far from their only victims. I woke up this morning and lay in bed wondering why in the world I was feeling this again. Like, completely bereft. Abandoned. Alone. Like life had gone on without me and no one even bothered to help me along. I WAS THREE. Yet, here I was this morning: bereft, abandoned, alone, left behind. I was doing fine until this morning. Again.

  3. Yes. That sets me off also. But I keep going

    Some days are better than others and I have overcome so much already

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