healing
How to heal fully and properly.
Identity in the wilderness
Ahh the wilderness. What a tragic place to be in. There are various definitions of the wilderness but for simplicity sake, I will focus on one. Merriam webster’s dictionary provided the following explanations of the wilderness; “a tract or region uncultivated and uninhabited by human beings”; and my personal favorite, “a bewildering situation”; how apt. Essentially its a sucky place that sucks to the highest heavens. For better understanding, the wilderness in question here is a metaphor for the point in time where all that lays before you and behind you is emptiness and the oasis you so thirst for has fucked off somewhere. Most people lovingly call this, the transition phase where there are little to no positive discernable and stable features of reality to grab a hold onto.
By Njideka Kingsley6 years ago in Motivation
Lake Walks: A Journey of Healing
Writing, kept me alive during high school. I lived through a traumatic and unconventional childhood and I was already fragile when these challenging years came to be. Penning poetry, and stories, provided me with a powerful outlet for expressing myself. Back then, I constantly said that I would write a book when I grew up.
By Danielle Dahl6 years ago in Motivation
You are not a runner!
No one ever tells that one day you will wake up and you suddenly become 'target practice'. Please know that this new person you have transformed into will be not be a foreigner to those around you. Your loved ones will automatically recognize this new person, friends will greet them with open arms, lovers will touch them with familiarity. The only person who will be hesitant to bring this person into the fold will be you. See what had happened was you got older. Now allow me to quickly inform you that is all you did, you got older; you are not 'target practice'.
By Nikki A. Higgins6 years ago in Motivation
A Gift of Wisdom: Journey of an Awakening Soul
A child's first Christmas tree is most often remembered by the parents who took the pictures; pictures that went in a photo album no one ever sees. But, that bright moment stands out in the memories of children around the world. A happy memory. A memory filled with tassel, strung-pop-corn, shiny ornaments, and if we were good little girls and boys, a gift from Santa on Christmas morning. It's a memory filled with magic and wonder. Eyes bright and shining, reflecting the winking lights embedded in the prickly pine, hips jiving to and fro with the beat of the holiday music jamming on the radio. For the child, it is probably one of the brightest and oldest memories she has as her mother or father, grandmother or grandfather, brother or sister, or any other numerous combination of family members handed out the hot coco topped with marshmallow or whipped cream, take your pick; maybe even both!
By Amber J Lash6 years ago in Motivation
Complex Reality
Complex PTSD come with Suicidal Thoughts: Complex PTSD affects how you see yourself, relate to the world and others around you. As well as hindering your ability to form relationships, regulating emotions and common feeling of shame, guilt and failure relating to the traumatic event. Complex PTSD is exactly that, complex.
By Merichel Sanchez6 years ago in Motivation
It’s Time
It’s Time… We’ve been dumbing down and numbing out for long enough. It’s time for stepping up, and standing up once and for all. How can we break the cycles if we blindly accept them without a thought? How can we make changes if we won’t even acknowledge them?
By "Serenity Mask" 6 years ago in Motivation
Dealing with Trauma
Trauma - A deeply depressing or disturbing experience Dealing with trauma is a job on its own. For black and brown folk especially in the inner cities, trauma is almost a norm. And it comes in a variety of forms. We are all subjected to some type of traumatic experience at a young age. I'm speaking generally If you didn't experience something traumatic then kudos to you. However, for inner-city youth, Trauma is like breathing. So many of us experience it so frequently we eventually become numb to it.
By Adonis Richards6 years ago in Motivation
Imperfectly perfect painting
So, this painting took me over a year to paint. And I sincerely thought it was awful, sad, dark and misunderstanding to others. How could I think such a thing, to assume what others would feel about my art. I found it absolutely beautiful and that should really be all that matters. There’s no wrong way to create art. I was judging myself just as I do when I look in the mirror every morning. This next part of my writing I use beautiful words, in such a way it is exactly what I felt and thought when I took this picture of my unique painting. I’m often the worst critic of myself. I loved painting this, I enjoyed it and it made me happy. Then to judge it so harshly just as I judge myself.
By Samantha Louise6 years ago in Motivation
