WOO YOUR LIFE & RELATIONSHIPS
Traumatic experiences are often lost in time and concealed by shame, secrecy, and social taboo. – Vincent J. Felitti, MD
Exhausted, you fall in bed.
You stretch your aching body under the sheets and close your eyes. Waiting for relief…
But your mind won’t hush.
Thoughts, replays of conversations—real and imagined—start running through your head like a circus carousel.
A never-ending dialog with yourself. And your mom. [Read more…]
Understanding your symptoms
Are you in a state of constant alert, forever searching your surroundings for signs of potential danger?
Like something bad is going to happen… again?
Sigh…
Your mind flips endlessly through the painful memories of your childhood, flashing frightening images before your inner eye.
At night, it plays horror movies for you till you wake up perspiring and terrified, desperately looking for something familiar to tell you you’re safe.
You can’t relax and everything feels unreal.
Are you ill? [Read more…]
Imagine…
You wake up in the morning refreshed and energized, feeling that your life is real, not a dream.
You smile at your reflection in the bathroom mirror and say hello to a busy blue titmouse in a birdhouse outside. Then you enjoy your morning yoga routine while bathing in the sun flooding the room.
Feeling strong and capable of facing whatever challenges life throws your way. That, no matter what’s going to happen, you will be fine.
Sigh…
Instead, you wake up tired and overwhelmed. You drag yourself out of bed, log in to your Facebook account, and get stuck. One more day in a prison of the past.
Your childhood wounds are still bleeding. Living with the consequences of a childhood emotional abuse makes it hard to live in the now and find happiness.
Happiness isn’t for you. At least, not before you’re healed… right? [Read more…]
“To shine your brightest light is to be who you truly are.”
― Roy T. Bennett
“Yes, mother.”
You disconnect and stare hopelessly on the phone.
Your blood is boiling and so is your mind.
Argh.
Another Sunday with your mother.
All you want is to spend the day at home–just you, honey and your kids. [Read more…]
You can’t sleep, tired or in constant pain.
Feeling tense and stressed, worried all the time. Anxious, expecting the worst.
Your pulse is faster than allegro vivace. Your thoughts are jumping like kangaroos through the arid Australian outback.
You can’t think or stay focused; constantly on edge.
Your crappy childhood still runs your life.
Will the wounds ever heal?
You want to scream. [Read more…]
Tell me something.
How often do you look forward to seeing your mum only to be stroked with the iron splints of her criticism?
Sigh.
“What took you so long? Now I’m late,” she greets you at the door.
You sprint into the kitchen to fill her fridge with homemade goodies you’ve spent hours conjuring up. She waits impatiently in the doorway, her eyes glued to your back.
“Leave it, would you? I must go.”
You swallow the humble pie and help your mother into the car. [Read more…]
