I have been sick for the past two summers. Two summers ago I was psychotic for four months. But really for the past ten years I haven't been well.
Today I'm thankful. Through my amazing therapist, I am learning that my psychosis came from trauma...and then from further trauma from being sick all those years. Thoughts that would have terrified me years even months ago, I am learning to master. These thoughts came from parts inside me that developed in order to survive horrible trauma. I would have never believed that I would feel this great, this normal, this at peace. It's been work...feeling pain, confronting things that were really hard, but I am getting better.
Everyone around me sees it too. Thankful that I'm sitting here...with my awesome campfire candle...having gotten through another summer day (which is usually my worst time).
Today I'm thankful. Through my amazing therapist, I am learning that my psychosis came from trauma...and then from further trauma from being sick all those years. Thoughts that would have terrified me years even months ago, I am learning to master. These thoughts came from parts inside me that developed in order to survive horrible trauma. I would have never believed that I would feel this great, this normal, this at peace. It's been work...feeling pain, confronting things that were really hard, but I am getting better.
Everyone around me sees it too. Thankful that I'm sitting here...with my awesome campfire candle...having gotten through another summer day (which is usually my worst time).
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