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I don't think we have a clue about the affects...

This blog is in the Trauma: Issues of, My Thoughts Today Community.
Submitted by HopeFilled on Mon, 05/23/2011

I don't think we have a clue about the affects we suffer from trauma. I don't think we even have an idea of all that causes us trauma. But we're learning. I'm learning. Actually I'm learning to focus not on the traumas I've suffered but on how to do life better. I'm learning that the better I take care of my own wellbeing the more I can offer to others, and the more love and joy I experience. Life is complex, isn't it?

The scars of having a mother who hated her childre...

This blog is in the My Thoughts Today Community.
Submitted by HopeFilled on Thu, 05/19/2011

The scars of having a mother who hated her children have been very slow in healing. Some of them were so deep I didn't understand them. I didn't know that my way of coping was to hide, to work very hard to keep things calm all the time, to keep a low profile as much as possible to avoid her wrath. She was insane, vicious, and overpowering, but never in public. No one knew the truth so we kids didn't have anyone on our side. It was a very tough life, I can tell you. But there's something inside me that won't let me give up, won't let me give in.

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