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There are times I wonder if non-abused people go through spells like this, or if we are more in tuned because of our pasts.
Or are we simple at the mercy of fluctuating woman hormones.
I also wonder, is this state a message from the cosmos? am I supposed to be doing something with this pain?
Is there a purpose for it?
any way, it took a ton of sugar to get me back on the path today. *slides the other 1/2 dozen donuts your way*
won't cure what you're feeling, but will make it taste better.
(((((((((((((((((((((Misty)))))))))))))))))))))View Thread

The healing journey is sure different for a collection of souls vs a singleton.
It have taken a life time to unwind and separate the memories and to pave the paths of communication between us all. Safety within before trust can be introduced and extended outwards. One therapy works for part of us, but not all of us.
Other stuck in various parts of the healing journey/cycle. Some refusing to begin at all.
Once Cereal, got tired and mentally pack us in to the "car" an drove us at hellbent speeds toward the perceived "finish line" of healing. Open the door and threw us all over the "line."
"Your done with healing!" he screamed as he slammed the door. "lets get on with life. I can't take the crying anymore."
Had to sit him down and explain, each of us was wounded at different times in our lives, a 5 year old heals differently then a 20 year old.
That healing isn't possible for any fragment if there forced. Just like you said: ".It's Q's story and she has to be the one speak and face it with full strength."
So how does one help the others inside?
Some of our rules:
1. anyone can speak
2. speak first inside, so it can reverberate through out the system.
3. I can't change your past, but I can sit by you and hold you hand while you process it.
4. memories must be put to paper, or told to a T. Freedom comes from giving the abuse no more power.
5. We are at war with the abuse, all the people on the inside are equal and no one get thrown overboard.
6. You can sit and stagnate, that can be your choice, just as its my choice to strive for a peaceful existence where I can just live and be.
7. We will never be done healing. The effects of what was done to us will never go away. We work to find a way to take away the power of the abuse and make it lifeless scars on our souls vs bleeding wounds that hurt us.
((((((((((((((((SK)))))))))))))))) many hugs from TCoSView Thread

you say: "...and really don't want to step in that pain.That's a big bowl of truth that just too hot for us to touch."
aye I hear you, have a few of those puddles with us as well.View Thread

Morning Wyatt. Your post makes it sound like WebMD gremlins ate a post you wrote vs posting it like it should have.
Its hard enough to put heart to paper, to wring your soul out and open that conduit of pain. Then to loose it or have someone ignore it or dismiss it. Frustrating and another heavy brick laid on your shoulders.
I don't buy that no one needs to know the story. Ste did a "memory dump" here years ago out of rage and anger. He did it to hurt me.
He didn't expect it to help him. It helped him so much. It was like ripping a scab off an old badly infected wound and releasing the pressure. In time that wound healed. Scarred, yes flesh forever tender and raw, but healed none the less.
Writing down the truth is scary. Having it there on paper somehow makes it real. Its really hard to deny stuff when its RIGHT THERE. When the truths are unspoken and hidden in your mind its some how easier to keep living. But carrying that toxic baggage around take it toll on you.
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the abuse is a penis in your throat. Choking you and preventing you from screaming for help.
The abuse chokes you and smothers you and silences you.
Speaking about it aloud or writing about it is how you start taking back your power that was raped out of you as a child.
Each thrust into our bodies was a message to shut up/be silent/take it/take it/take it.
Writing down the truth and removing it from the memories of the flesh is a start in untangling us from the poisonous vines of the abuse affects.
Writing it down or verbally sharing with a T is a quiet voice going: (DELETED)-YOU. I'm stopping. Right here.
The abuse stops here.
As long as you hold the silence and the secrets the abuse is still happening. You are still being abused, that poison is still in you leaching off your soul. Giving you night mares, stealing your life and harming you.
You all have been hurt enough by the abuse. Taking about it weakens it control and power over you.
Painful process to debrief from the horrors of the past? Oh hell yes, I will not lie. I vividly recall the amount of courage it took to first say stuff aloud or even write it down. Gawd do I.
I can talk about my past now like I was rattling off a grocery list. Its been a long time to get here. But you know what? It is very satisfying to be able to dismiss it at will and stop the flash backs with a simple "be gone you have no power here."
Keep fighting for it Wyatt. You deserve and are owed the right to heal.View Thread

Right and wrong get mixed up in your head. Boundaries get re-drawn in weird places. Particularly the one that says "I have the right to use you in anyway I see fit." That is one bad one that the abuse teaches you.
Yes your childhood experiences shaped and redefined the stability of who you at the core are.
Growth and change are possible.
Welcome to the board glad you found us.View Thread

Sept 28, 1989
to hush the never ending question of why
she gave her life to the sky
and now I lay me down to sleep
no more shall I weep
to give
to live
not possible in this brain
full of the stench of being insane
I seek the lulling hush of eden's arm
to shelter me from harm
the smell of century's of damp decay
I seek to leave the world to its self imposed disarray
I put on my blinders and look away
I don't want to live is all I'll say
so now I lay me down to sleep
in this fern heap
I'll put out my pilot light
and say goodnight.
October 2, 1989
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strong triggering subject regarding sexual abuse to be posted below.
I am including it here because you need to see how I healed, and one of the ways I did that was by looking hard at what made me injure when I did. Then learning to see triggering events and avoiding them or reaching for help rather then the matches.
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[DELETED!!> well I made it 5 months without harming my self. I called
Richard no answer, called answering service and left message. He called back 1/2 later. I couldn't tell him I was going to injure. Ste was mute, his throat clamped shut. We tried, and failed to communicate. Burned my arm a good one, nice big 3rd degree burn. I feel funny like I'm not ashamed, I'm not crazy, I'm not sorry. I just don't care anymore.
Perhaps I realized that my B-day is looming up fast and I got scared. Tired of fighting, who knows. I'm canceling my appt tomorrow. i don't want Richard to know about it. I need time to think.
Actually I bet it had to do with:
1. Touching/trust exercise Saturday at the "special friends" seminar (of shoot of the big sister/brother program - you are paired with a at risk kid in a school setting)
2. Doctor show Sunday about diagnosing sexual abuse - they showed the vagina as a clock. They said with sexual abuse most trauma/scarring would be seen from 3 o'clock to 9 o'clock going clockwise. (the bottom of the vagina)
Most of the scarring/damage I have is from 9 to 3 o'clock on the top.
Which supports the memories of being held down face first. (that would turn the clock over) thus showing all the trauma where it shows up on sexual abuse victims. Conformation that the story Ste tells me happened is true.
I still feel empty. So i hurt my self?! I'm not excited about it. I'm numb
and slightly confused.
October 4, 1989
I tried to call and cancel my appt. As soon as he got the message he called me back. He told me that it didn't matter no matter what happened he still cares and wanted to see me. I told him I couldn't deal with it this week, I needed time to think about what happened. He said he respected my need for space. He was going to leave my hour open so I could come in if I wanted to.
I hollered at him and I feel bad about that. He wanted to know if I was
testing him. I told him the truth, no.
(to be cont in part 5)View Thread

Sept 13, 1989
Felt good to talk with Richard today. Talked about how I wanted someone to blame. I NEED someone to blame...someone other that ME to focus the anger on.
Sept 16, 1989
I still feel like I am on a chain swinging to and fro between wanting to
hurt my self and living...and as I swing life tries to grab me and hold me to it, and so does the self mutilation part. I am being yanked apart. I am beginning to lose control and just space off as I yo-yo around.
Sept 20, 1989
Gave Richard the letter I wrote on the 15th. It clearly stated that if I
didn't get the self mutilation under control by my birthday that I would
kill my self before 10:45 am November 14, 1989.
Written evidence he could use to stop me if it came to that. He could have me locked up with that paper. I'm glad I gave it to him. No matter what I think I'M GOING TO LIVE. I'll do anything to insure that I'm alive 10:46 am November 14th
On the way home I stopped and got a cheesecake to eat. Celebration that I haven't harmed my self today! It is past midnight! one more day has passed without me hurting my self!! Bravo little one! Smile!
Sept 23, 1989
Finally broke through the silence barrier and can tell someone else that I feel like hurting my self. i find the little praises I give me self for the little things I am doing, works wonders for my moral. I enjoy the praise. Stopping all the negative self talk is HARD! Like in two minutes I have made it through another day with out injuring! YEAH! I am going to work on taking better care of my self. Nurturing me.
Sept 28, 1989
A little more than a month to complete all the things that must be done before I can kill my self.
(interesting now to look back over the list of items...I can see that Ste
kept adding to the bottom of the list so that I would never complete it.)
(cont)View Thread

A healing journey - part 4 - feeding the beast
August 1, 1989
I awake from my dreamless sleep and bound out of bed full of energy and plans. As I manically race to get dress and begin all the projects in my head I pause to tell my reflection. "I'm okay! I don't need therapy. I can quit now I'm all healed. I have put the monsters to bed and I won! I'm cured" I flash my self my I-cheat-in-scrabble-smile and brush my wild long dark hair.
Ste weary watches and begins setting up the safety net. He knows I will come plummeting down from that mood. He stays close.
August 3, 1989
Well it has been decided. i'm going back to school to be a teacher - none of this nurse stuff, I really want to teach! Guess what I did! I hacked 6 INCHES off my hair! I LOVE IT! For once I didn't do it out of punishment of need to make my self ugly. I just did to change my style to a more adult sophisticated style. I feel like it would take a [deleted> freight train to
stop me now! I'm going to be a teacher!! I'm going to live! I have to I want to!!
Ste paces restlessly in my head on constant vigil. He is not fooled by my sunny disposition.
Sept 4, 1989
7:00am
Brother and his wife are here. I just can't go over and see them. I am SOOO BLEEPING JEALOUS HE HAS A WIFE AND KIDS!! someone to love him. Me I am just alone, always alone. It bothers me to see them, any of my brothers. All I see are people unaffected by what we have been through. Why was I affected so? They can marry hand have a happy life life but NO Paja she is always alone ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS. I HATE IT I HATE IT!!! IT IS NOT FAIR! I am so jealous.
I see it as a mark on my soul that they can come out of the family unscathed and I can't.
11:30 pm
While dressing for work I decided I'ld rather be crazy and insane, because sanity offered me nothing. Was ready to quit therapy and hypnotherapy. Had it all planned, dressed in black and oozing coldness and craziness I'ld go tell everyone that if the only way my family would accept me was crazy then I would be crazy and forever sick so I could fit in.
Realized I have to be sane for me. I have to quit looking at my life through others eyes and life my life for me. TAKE CARE OF ME!
I'm tired of being alone. I'm not good company for my self.
September 11,1989
ANGRY. i just don't care anymore. I wanta stop and just jell in a state of inactivity. I have no energy for school, life or me. Yup depression time. But it will pass. It has to, I couldn't life like this forever. It will
pass, it always does. I must hang on. I knew it would be hard to fight my selves over the self mutilation. I just want to freak out and go on a
rampage and clean all the anger out of my system....but it is a bottomless pit of anger and it would consume me.
(cont)View Thread

Wish we were there to lend a hand so you could get some sleep. Lend you our crazy quilt (made by a genuine crazy woman) to protect you in the dreamtime.
TcosView Thread
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