It's difficult to imagine that something terrible can become one of the most positive and important things in your life, but emotional trauma was for me. It allowed me to find out more about myself and therefore, other people.
Emotional trauma is like an unwanted visitor that expects to be treated like a special friend. It sits meekly, waiting for your response. You must realize that there is a difference between the experience and the wound. It's okay to hate the experience, but not the the emotional trauma. In chapter one I wrote:
"If you’ve been emotionally traumatized, sit down with your visitor. Talk with your visitor. Give the visitor everything it wants. You’ll find that the visitor isn’t so bad, and everything it requests is what you’ve been longing to give. In time, you’ll realize the pain isn’t the visitors fault, and invite the visitor to stay; you’ll realize the difference between a bad experience and the reaction to it; you’ll distinguish the difference between the cut and the cause. It’s okay to feel bad. Hate the experience, not yourself. The visitor will become one of the most loved, important parts of your life..."
In chapter two, I wrote:
“…My thoughts were home inside. I could think anything and it was worthwhile—God doesn’t make junk thoughts. Previously shunned thoughts were gathered around the altar, like children during a Sunday Mass, and told they were valued and loved. I loved these thoughts more than any thought in my mind.”
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- I believe that I can speak about emotional trauma, especially PTSD, in a unique way and give voice to those who may find it difficult to articulate what it's like to be emotionally traumatized. I had the experience of being put in the hospital at the age of two due to being ill with encephalitis. Ironically, encephalitis is an inflammation of the brain, and it was my brain that I needed to use to escape the horrible things that would subsequently happen to me. I was severely emotionally damaged at the age of two by what I believe to be the EEG that the doctors gave me. They put wires on my head and weren't nice about it. The trauma from the hospital experience incubated in my mind until I was seventeen years old. It was at that time that things got ugly. Images and feelings from the hospital popped in and out of my mind. I developed techniques to stabilize my mental state and then to ultimately overcome the emotional trauma. I did this without going for help or talking to anyone. I only kept a journal, "My only friend." If you'd like to learn more, you can go to my website, THE MIRACLE INSIDE MY MIND.
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