I wake up slowly. Both in the morning and with my own personal growth. Changes at 30 had me wonder am I traumatized? Is my past with me here in the present? Have I not laid this to rest or worse is there a whole world I had never noticed lying down there.
I don’t experience Trauma as something talked about publicly. I experience it as something to hide and pretend it’s not there. I once asked my grandmother “what was like taking the boat from Germany to the United States?” Her candid response was “you look hungry I’ll make you a sandwich.”
This is the way my family deals with pain and trauma. We ignore it. Hoping the ignorance will convince it to go away. But I have learned that isn’t how this works. That is not how any of this works. For myself I have discovered that healing is a […]