I feel like I'm on the verge of overheating, fire, and explosion. I get this recurrent thought that I will forever be lost if I venture into this short circuit, like a death sentence or lifetime of insanity. I will explode if I feel this out.
The more I practice my healing, the more I change my perception of Self, divinity, and soothing. It's not some hierarchal, omnipotent place of achievement.
Peace is scary as f*ck to a traumatized person. How I am slowly finding it after trauma.
Can you hear her? The little one inside of you screaming for dear life? Many love to call her anxiety. Or hysteria. A common "affliction" of women and girls since the dawn of time. Prone to breaking down over nothing, all of the time. It's a mental disorder, they say. She is broken, they believe. … Continue reading Can you hear her? the one inside of you screaming?
Facing Inner battles of trauma in a new light so we can be free of them. Internalized abuse.
The face of me in a CPTSD flare up. Bulging eyes, tense face, exhausted. I’m stuck in terror. I'm slowly learning how to ride these flashbacks.
Lying in the lake as the forest fire smoke surrounds me. A moment of grief.
We are meant to feel the rush of survival after an attack and then resume to living but we freeze instead. Why?
My go-to when I'm in the grip of horror.
Trauma suppress life. Healing brings it back. And it's scary at first. But we can learn to ride the waves and find ourselves again. A blog by Laura Rose.