Trauma....

'That's how Trauma works, leaves its mark. And the more you try to push it away the greater control it has over us. I remember, so I am free.' Three Pines

I remember so I am free....I speak my truth to set myself and most hopefully others, free.

I remember when I think of the things I miss....I bring it back up from the depths and confront the demons. Oh, I cringe and flinch and cry out in pain sometimes...others I sigh and cry and let fly the memories that burn, burn all the way out....but out they go and I stand a little bit stronger and a little bit taller.....I smile a little more, flirt friendly a little more...I feel safe a teensy bit more, for more than a few minutes at a time....

'Trauma leaves its mark.....' no more hiding in the corners...nodding politely, smiling happily...watch those ones Dear hearts, for they are the ones who internally are screaming in pain and fear, crying copious tears within while loving as hard as she can. For this brings balance to the chaos that resides and rides the shoulders of the abused, the victimized, the survivors who walk the land like zombies with a first little taste of freedom.

How ironic that freedom can create fear....create anxiety....no walls to hem the survivor in, no rules to hold them in place, no punishments for imagined slights......just open space, the big bold blue sky as far as the eye can see.....

Decisions...a life lived with purpose.... paths to take....

ahhhh....freedom.....

do not give up on hope dear friends....speak softly, stand tall, and carry a big stick....