#trauma recovery
Forgiveness is not a necessary requirement for healing and moving on. Reconnecting with someone who traumatized you doesn’t mean you will recover from the trauma itself. You can exist far away from them and be fine, if that is your choice. You don’t need to keep the door open for them to come back into your life if you don’t want them to. If you don’t desire or believe in reconciliation between you and your abuser, then this is the way it should be and no one should force you to otherwise. It is not for other people to decide on your healing, on who you forgive and who you reconcile with. Your connection to yourself and to your recovery is far more important than the connection you’ve had with your abuser.
don’t let this world’s obsession with youth rob you of the big and small joys of adulthood. i spent most of my teenage years and early twenties struggling with my mental health. but there’s no timeline for happiness. for many people, getting older and growing up means having more chances to redefine their values, find their path and stability in life. some people go to college in their forties. some people marry in their sixties. some people recover better after their thirties. there’s no timeline for this kind of stuff. your childhood and teenage years won’t be the only chance you have at experiencing freedom and joy.
i know we have an insane amount of resources, positivity, affirmations and whatnot for mental health, but it’s ok if they don’t work for you. it’s ok if you don’t feel positive or confident or hopeful. you don’t have to force yourself into it. there’s a lot of toxic positivity around & it’s understandable if these affirmations or quotes have the opposite effect on you. there’s no easy or wrong road to what’s best for you and the hard truth about any mental health condition is that you didn’t chooseto have it. you can’t magically think or feel your way out of it and it’s ok to just embrace it, feel it and deal with it in the best way you can!!
You are more than what happened to you.
The phrase “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” is misleading af.
Your trauma doesn’t get the credit for making you stronger.
You were the one who made the decision to recover and put the work in to get there. You were the one who rose from your own ashes. You were the one who put yourself back together again like smashed pottery repaired with veins of gold. You are the flowers that sprouted through the cracks in the tarmac. You stuck around and you fought and you learned and you grew.
The thing that nearly killed you shouldn’t get the credit for making you stronger - you did that.
I always struggle with myself and who I am. I have a hard time dealing with things like imposter’s syndrome and anxiety. I overthink and tend to care very much about what other’s think of me. It often breaks me and then I become filled with stubbornness and anger. I shut down and refuse to continue on in my life and I realize that this ends up hurting me more in the long run. It hurts me to constantly make myself small because I am so afraid of being told all of the things that were told to me in my childhood; that I am so unworthy of any kind of platform or voice.
I try to be proud of how far I have come in my life (personal and writing) and be happy but it’s so hard. I feel like I’m constantly fighting with myself; constantly convincing myself that I am worthy of love and this art that I sometimes hate with all of my heart but words keep saving me. Words keep bringing me back out of myself and showing me the way to my own happiness. At the end of everyday of my life, after I’ve done everything I can to pull my happiness from others I find myself disappointed until I release here. In this way. In this form. This is the only way I know .
’ but I wanted to share this and say, I truly appreciate everyone who sticks around and reads my work and shows me love and appreciation. It’s amazing how much I have grown just by joining this amazing, insane, random, beautiful community. This is literally the first time I’ve written in maybe a month? and it turns out I had two pieces inside of me so here you go! I haven’t ever done one of these before here but it’s a poem within a poem… You can read it on the first slide or you can swipe and read on the next slide (separately).
Thank you again for following/liking/sharing/commenting. I truly appreciate all you
ReBecca DeFazio
More Than a Flower
You know my mom so well.
here’s a secret: you’re not annoying, I promise! even when you talk about your feelings, even when you ramble on about that thing you found that makes you so happy, even when you need space and have to take time for yourself. you are always loved, even when you feel like you’re at your lowest. no one is judging you for thinking about yourself sometimes. you’re not selfish for taking care of yourself.
this isn’t all that there is!!! there are sunsets you haven’t seen, people you haven’t met, things you haven’t learned, food you haven’t tried, and places you haven’t visited. life is so much more than what you’re experiencing right now, and there will always be new things coming. there’s so much more out there for you!!
I want you to know that it’s okay if all you managed to do today was breathe.
It’s okay if you didn’t manage to get out of bed.
It’s okay if you didn’t get that piece of work done.
It’s okay if you couldn’t socialize today.
I’m proud of you. Tomorrow is a chance for a fresh start. Stay strong and be safe.
do you ever just wanna hold someone so so tight and make them feel okay and heal all the pain and hurt in their heart, fill them up with so much love and make sure they never feel sad or broken again
if you were truly a bad person, you wouldn’t be so hung up on the morality of your mistakes. the fact that you want to go back and make it right means you’re growing from this and you’ll try to do better next time.
I never had a childhood, or the chance to be innocent, that was ripped away. I never had the chance to know how it felt to be truly loved and validated, how to grow up healthy and experience the joys of it. I missed out, I was fucking robbed and I grew up a broken, empty shell that I am only now learning how to fill.
flareups with trauma symptoms may not always immediately make sense to you, but it’s important to still treat take care of yourself even if it feels silly. if you’re feeling upset, you’re feeling upset. rationalization is not required for you to earn feeling safe.
✨ take care of yourself! Your feelings don’t always make sense & that’s okay ✨