Trauma Healing

Personal Experience Healing from Trauma

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  • My morning meditation usually includes reading a little in my Bible and choosing a fitting verse for me for the day, and this is the verse that stuck with me this morning. I don’t know what is going on with me this morning, but I am, like, petrified with anxiety. Thinking about moving and how…

  • I guess this picture is probably the most fitting. I just realized I moved from one client to another out of jealousy. I had been with that client for a very long time. Somebody came in and took my place. That’s just how I feel. And it’s my own fault for leaving her earlier to…

  • If I could wish upon a star, I wouldn’t look very far. I’d pray for those who’ve gone astray, though they may not know it. I woke up at 3am this time and I actually accomplished something I didn’t think I’d be able to do. I sorted through all of my mail. I’m a mail…

  • I’m just saying Trump came in with a hard hand. And getting to know him in time has left me with an issue. He’s doing what he can to make people happy. And he’s showing them how people really behave under the authority of a president like Trump. He’s been pretty much fighting everything. He…

  • First and foremost I want to say that I am an old lady from the sticks, so understanding my words may mix you up. I’ve also got a mental illness, so please keep that in mind. I’m sorry, but I get a lot of my information from YouTube. Now I don’t know if that’s good…

  • I just wanted to pull a card quick before I left for work. This is a great card to start out my day. Just be myself. And, as well, so should everybody else. I slept kind of crappy again last night. I was up and down quite a bit until about 2am. Then I finally…

  • They say the third card is a charm. I got this same card as this morning. Now I really need to pay attention to what I’m doing. It’s making me wonder. What have I done now that is going to alter my world? I am so glad I don’t do meth anymore. This card, getting…

  • I see 11:11 quite often and when I see it I pray this prayer: God, I pray for peace. Peace in this world. Peace for my family. Peace for my friends. Peace for my enemies. And peace for myself. In Jesus name I pray. Amen. I say this prayer anytime I see 11:11, in which…

  • I woke up again at 2am and this time I was at a friends house. I couldn’t fall back to sleep, so I came home, hoping my own bed would make a difference, but it didn’t really. My friend gave me a deck of oracle cards. I pulled my first card this morning: It does…

  • Today I am burning some palo santo in my bedroom. I love the smell and I consider it cleansing to my space. Yes, cleansing away the evil spirits. Though I know we’re supposed to rely on God and the Bible for these things, it helps to actively do something. In my eyes it’s no different…

  • It’s 2am again and I’m blogging. What’s this complex PTSD about? And how does it differentiate from PTSD? My therapist diagnosed me with it a few months ago, rather than PTSD. I’m not sure how she determined that, other than the fifty (50) questions she asked. To be honest, it doesn’t surprise me. I’ve been…

  • We don’t know for sure what this person is reading, but we can assume it’s the Holy Bible if we want to. Whatever book it is it’s a treasure. I believe in the Holy Bible. I also believe in other writings as well. I believe God sends us messengers. We just need to know when…

  • It is, yet again, 2am and I am awake. I thought it was coffee time, until I went upstairs and saw an empty pot. I looked at the time. 2am in the middle of the darn morning. Now what? Well, as long as I’m awake I might as well show you some of the braclets…

  • I was in trouble a lot when I was growing up. I didn’t get much recognition for anything, not even for just being alive. Both my parents treated me horribly, compared to the rest of my siblings. But if you were to talk to each of us separately we would all have completely different recollections…

  • I’m still having a hard time with my bedroom. I look around at everything that needs to be packed, I stand up to do something, look around and sit right back down. I know this is either a symptom of my mental illness or it’s a symptom of unresolved trauma still lingering. You know, brain…