Abuse isn't a layer we can peel off whenever we want it's stuck with us for life.
We have a life sentence its how we cope that makes the difference.
I want to try and make hte world understand how a day in a survivors shoes feels.
You go to sleep traumatised confused unable to relax.
sleep deprivation has to be one of our biggest hurdles, then theres our biggest enemy. Memory.
We get what we term triggers it can be a smell a colour a vision almost anything, can take us back to a moment in time where we become that vulnerable, lost child again.
We get up in the morning choices start, do we hide under the pillow to close out the world, or do we chose to get up and face the day.
Facing the world itself is a daily battle as we have to put on the coping face... now that one tires you out as it takes a lot to keep up the facade "i'm coping", as we all have very
difficult periods where we arent coping, but we dont want others thinking ... here we go again so we withdraw. Why? so we dont burden others and become a nuisance..
why do we bother, because we matter. we did not cause the
damage someone came into our innocence and stole it, they cast us aside like broken dollies.
we have to try and find a way to fix ourselves... it's not easy.
Is there such a thing as a normal life... are there people out there that care, are there people out there that want to give us change...
WHERE ARE YOU NOW? X
We have a life sentence its how we cope that makes the difference.
I want to try and make hte world understand how a day in a survivors shoes feels.
You go to sleep traumatised confused unable to relax.
sleep deprivation has to be one of our biggest hurdles, then theres our biggest enemy. Memory.
We get what we term triggers it can be a smell a colour a vision almost anything, can take us back to a moment in time where we become that vulnerable, lost child again.
We get up in the morning choices start, do we hide under the pillow to close out the world, or do we chose to get up and face the day.
Facing the world itself is a daily battle as we have to put on the coping face... now that one tires you out as it takes a lot to keep up the facade "i'm coping", as we all have very
difficult periods where we arent coping, but we dont want others thinking ... here we go again so we withdraw. Why? so we dont burden others and become a nuisance..
why do we bother, because we matter. we did not cause the
damage someone came into our innocence and stole it, they cast us aside like broken dollies.
we have to try and find a way to fix ourselves... it's not easy.
Is there such a thing as a normal life... are there people out there that care, are there people out there that want to give us change...
WHERE ARE YOU NOW? X