Pixabay: ninita_7
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I have learned to watch my mind and body.
At times I can take a step back, be observer, kind of narrating what my being is doing.
It feels like a big fight has happened this week inside my head and heart.
Like always, the details are cloudy, confusing and abstract.
Exactly how our trauma was stored.
My read is accurate, childhood abuse haunts us like a ghost.
I have watched my mind try to convince me unworthiness lives at my core.
A humiliating event is the storyline trauma runs on the projector.
My complex PTSD thinks my soul is stained, damaged, faulty.
Being able to take a step back, gives me a chance to know it,then attack it in due time.
This is a battle people, PTSD wins at times.
That thought of feeling sorry for myself broke my consciousness.
I know life is not fair and others have it harder than me.
We regroup, retool and attack it.
If I have to suffer, I will suffer trying to heal.
It is not easy at times like this.
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Posted by rudid96 on February 27, 2021 at 4:03 pm
Mindful Marty, “Amen,” Your words are those of a true survivor. Thinking of you and of all the others that walk this path.
Posted by Marty on February 27, 2021 at 4:10 pm
If I have to suffer, I will suffer trying to heal.
What else is there