Healing From Trauma: How I Discovered the Roots of My Codependency
I took on roles not meant for a child, like parenting my parents, calming everyone, and sacrificing myself on the altar of appeasement.
Topic: trauma
I took on roles not meant for a child, like parenting my parents, calming everyone, and sacrificing myself on the altar of appeasement.
While waiting for the safety necessary for my brain to be ready to process them, my body has held these secrets, memories, and pain.
Society whispers to us that our pain is too much to bare, so we learn to hide it away.
Deconstruction is a marathon, not a sprint.
While holding acceptance in one hand, I must also hold onto hope in the other.
Your mind talks to your body, and your body talks to your mind. I would even consider them to be friends.
What happens when the tragedy of mass violence impacts a community that's also a therapy desert? Where do rural towns turn for help?
It is not easy living in reality, and my mind’s ability to close the curtains on my trauma remains unmatched.
On a national scale, an increase in violent events has impacted and is impacting the mental health of all communities.
After you have lived through repeated traumatic experiences, things considered ‘safe’ are exactly those traumatic experiences.
Cricket taught me that hope is everlasting—but sometimes you have to think outside of the box to find what works for you.
I was completely unaware of the things that had been stored in my body for years.
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