trauma

At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.

Fawning: Another Fight, Flight, Freeze Trauma Response
What Is Fawning? With trauma responses we often think of Fight, Flight. Where in the face of threat our bodies gear up for a fight or to run away and flee. It then became popularly understood that there was another response, Freeze. Where we just freeze and can’t fight or run away. Often times there can be shame around this response because it’s not a very active way to respond, even if it’s our brain’s response and not our conscious choice.
By Kate Strong4 years ago in Psyche
Do You Ever Feel Guilty for Having a Good Life?
Do you ever feel like you don't really deserve all of the good things that life throws your way? It doesn't matter if you lived a hard life and was able to overcome obstacles, and you're entitled to finally have a little peace.
By Justiss Goode4 years ago in Psyche
Self Betrayal as a Trauma Response
Self-Betrayal Self-betrayal occurs when we learned to deny what we want and need in order to receives love. This can happen in families where people aren’t allowed to express their needs. This pattern started in childhood where a child has to give up their needs in order to survive and not be abandoned or punished.
By Kate Strong4 years ago in Psyche
Too Much Stuff
Anyone who has read my work knows I had an unconventional childhood. And unconventional really is just a euphemism for really fucking weird. Biracial white-looking kid, black parents, parents old enough to be my grandparents, agoraphobic mother, blah, blah, blah. Yeah, well, they were also hoarders and that brought with it a unique set of issues.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Psyche
Burned Out & Overwhelmed
The definition of the verb O·ver·whelm is to: 1.bury or drown beneath a huge mass 2.defeat completely 3.give too much of a thing to (someone); inundate
By Elocin-Inobe4 years ago in Psyche
The Lie.
I wonder exactly how beaten down I’ve been by this thing, which has been wrenching me apart since I was four. Inspirational stories by people who overcame adversity and who went on to do amazing things, demoralise me. They are able to continue where I cannot.
By Celia Finter4 years ago in Psyche
The Journey Of An Abused Child Who Learned To Become A Healthy Adult
Acknowledgment Of The Author This is an autobiography of my life as a child who suffered through many traumatic, life-changing events, and learned to heal from my trauma to become a healthy adult. I will be discussing many things that may bring back traumatic memories for those who have also suffered through abuse of any or many forms. I write this with the hope that other people will know they weren’t the only ones who went through traumatic experiences in their life. Please read at your own risk and hopefully this autobiography will be helpful to those who have gone through something similar and to those who have thankfully never did. This took a lot of patience, courage, and willpower to write this story. I still struggle with the belief that I should of just never posted this, but I believe for the sake of my mental health, it was best that I got this on paper instead of keeping this within myself.
By Alicia Metcalf4 years ago in Psyche
A Born Loser
So, I was born from Seoul, South Korea on August 10th, 1979 at 6:53 AM. My biological mother gave birth to me without any prenatal care due to Korean Conservative Family traditions. She was 16 years old when she had me, you see, and I'm half Korean, half Chinese, so my biological father was a Chinese Business Man whom was a friend to her immediate family. Which comes to the question was I an accident or born from rape? That'll come into another time to tell that story since I know from what an old nurse from the adoption agency in Korea had told me. So, from how I came into this world is how I started my loser life. Not that I AM a loser. I try not to be, but under life's circumstances, it's how my story begins.
By Raven Moon 4 years ago in Psyche
Young, Vulnerable, Raped!
I just turned 16yrs old at the time. I had a boyfriend who I was dating since I was 13yrs old. A lot of boys and men were interested in me. I was young but my body was very shapely and maturely developed. There was a older man in the neighborhood that used to hang out and make money that was very intrigued with me. He usually flirted with me and I would always have to remind him that I had a boyfriend and was very much younger than him. One summer he asked a couple of my friends who smoked if they wanted to hang out with him at a backyard of a shop where he used to sell weed out of. My friends wanted to go and was urging me to go with them, I complied and went along. That spot became our hang out spot. We would go there to hang out, drink, smoke and have a grand old time. Everyone knew he was interested in me. No matter how many times I turned him down, he insisted one day I would be his. School started back and I was only allowed to hang out on the weekends with a curfew. By this time, the guy and I were super cool friends. He told me that he was going to rent a basement where my friends and I can come chill and hang out when we don’t feel like hanging outside. I thought that was a pretty nice gesture. So on the weekends we would go there and chill. One day I went there alone. When it was time to leave he was begging me to stay. I said “No I will come back tomorrow, I have curfew.” He had one of those locks on the door where it locks with the key from the inside. I went to open the door and seen that it was locked. I asked him to open the door and he refused. At the time I wasn’t scared because I had gotten so comfortable with him, I started to plead with him to open the door in fear of reaching home late and getting in trouble from my Mother. He then proceeded to grab on to my pants to try and take it off. I asked him to stop but he refused. He took out a gun, cocked it and told me that I wasn’t leaving until I gave him some pussy. I asked him if this is how he really wants to get some from me. He replied and told me that I didn’t even know his real name so even if I told my Mother or went to the cops, nothing would come out of it. He cocked the gun back while fighting me and tearing off my clothes. I cried and asked him if he could at least use a condom. He put the condom on with the gun in his hand and forced his self inside of me. I layed there the entire time crying. When he was done he told me sorry and that he loves me and wants me to be his wife. I got up, put my clothes back on and cried all the way home. When I got home I didn’t say a word to my Mother. I was scared that I was going to get in trouble because why was I hanging out with a grown man, smoking, drinking and doing everything that I wasn’t supposed to be doing. I was scared that I was going to be looked at different because I had sex. To this day my Mother does not know that has ever happened to me. My reason for telling this story is to help any young girl that has either faced something like this or a young girl that is as naive as I was. No one is perfect but we all know right from wrong. If your conscience tells you, you shouldn’t be doing something LISTEN. If you have to talk yourself into doing something or being somewhere you know you shouldn’t be LISTEN to your conscience. You don’t have to follow a crowd to be considered cool. Also don’t ever be afriad of telling your parent anything wether you were right or wrong. Your parent is who has your best interest. They are the first people who you should run to for EVERYTHING. This is the story of how I got raped. I have 2 more stories with this same man. Maybe I will tune in to give you a bit more on what I went through. Like and comment if you would like to hear more.
By KN4 years ago in Psyche
Late Night Radio
“FOUR minutes past two – good evening to all the lovely people who can’t sleep or are travelling at this ungodly time of the night. I sympathize with each and every one of you – but not enough to ask you to tune out. You know who I am by now, I’m sure. The show’s intro screams everything you need to know. Today’s show is going to be a little bit different than most. I understand that I – and most other RJs say this every time – but hopefully I’ll be able to follow through on this particular occasion. Kicking it off with Kris Jamie; here’s Still Unable; I’ve been playing this unashamedly for days now – and I’m not going to stop.”
By Sachal Aqeel4 years ago in Psyche
What is Load Bearing?
Load-bearing. I’ve seen this term come up time and again within different contexts. Some are simply about how to correctly assemble the structure of a building with strong foundations so that it can withstand enormous loads. Other articles, particularly about emotional load-bearing, talk of the disproportionate amounts of mental and emotional labour women in heterosexual couples have to bear when they find themselves running an entire household on their own, despite putting in the same amount of hours at work as their male counterpart.
By Outrageous Optimism 4 years ago in Psyche
Please stop harming and killing Native Women
I am a Hawaiian woman. This means that I am a Native Woman. All over the world and for many generations there has been a no-longer-silent-but-not-a-lot-has-been-done-to-STOP the violence against us global campaign.
By Roxanne Cottell4 years ago in Psyche