I havent written here in awhile. I guess I go through fazes where I cant seem to be motivated to write. I feel bad because having a blog is some what of a responsibility. At least I feel that way. I want to be here to share my ups and downs in life as a result of childhood trauma. It makes me feel good to validate others with similar circumstances and by being brave enough to share my inner most thoughts with them. Putting my experience out there for all to read makes me feel vulnerable but its worth it to me if it helps or inspires someone else out there. That would make me very happy.
My days lately have been very challenging. My therapist thinks that hypno-therapy is better suited for me rather than EMDR. They both scare me a lot. I have all these scary ideas of how it will all come out. I could dissociate or regress and even brake down in a river of tears. I know that I must continue to be brave and march through these memories if I am ever going to get to the other side. I imagine that the other side is filled with possibility and joy. I cant wait. I will face the monsters of my past. I must if I want to move forward and make positive changes. I have plans. I refuse to give up on these plans out of fear. The only way out of the storm of PTSD is through it. I can do it! You can do it too!
I admire all those out there who bravely live there life with joy despite those inner scares of the past.
It is an inspiration to all of us survivors.