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When my childhood trauma exploded a decade ago, I was already disabled physically from a highway triple rollover.
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The one thing I had an abundance of was free time.
Trying to heal replaced my career, every day I would invest in reading, meditating, exercising, and applying the learned skills (A minimum of eight hours a day).
My daughter tells me it was way too much, I have identified with my trauma. It is hard for me to deny her allegations.
The books I read have all been about trauma, neuroscience, war, and the spiritual side.
Not a one for pleasure.
I lead a mindfulness group and write this blog.
My life revolves around my Complex Ptsd and depression.
My decade of effort has not separated me from my suffering but connected me to it more.
Now, what direction is the correct pivot?
I am back to my meditation practice, focusing on my breath, calming my being, and opening my heart.
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