Trauma Foregone

It’s been a while, but the thought of writing again was always there, lurking, at the back of my mind πŸ™‚ Hi readers!

Many a times we find ourselves dealing with feelings that we cannot understand in context and in intensity. We get carried away with handling the present feeling without looking back and pinning down what past trauma is contributing to the accentuation of these feelings of today.

Along our decades of life, in the moments where we are battered by storms and are carried away by our own hurricanes, we hurriedly try to shove off the dirt and move on with our lives as quickly as we can, as if nothing happened, as if we hadn’t just been shaken to the core. We do this to ourselves, we personally dismiss our own being to forget and strut on.

But what this really does to us is that it stores all these feelings, cunningly tucks them away safely so that one day when we’re at our extreme low levels, they are all sent crashing back to us. The feelings of hurt, anger, deceit, guilt, unfairness, bitter astonishment and the most pungent – hypocrisy. You feel them breaking out your chest.

One minds to ask, but why do we allow all this to happen to us? Why do we sit idly while these feelings creep inside us until we can no longer control them? It’s a wonder I am beginning to delve into myself and thinking back, I am convincing myself even more that this is a phenomenon to be alert to throughout our decades.

So after decades of accumulated ‘debt’, and/or more likely ‘trauma’ we are made to hit the amber button as we no longer can understand ourselves and our reactions. Shaking ourselves back to normal, motivated, happy people is the aim right? Yeah right. The million dollar question is the big HOW? This is where the theorists kick in, where the groups of experts that surround us barge in (mind you the same group of experts that probably put us here in the first place) and where if we’re unlucky enough, we end up bleeding next to the same people who have twisted that knife all along.

More thought to be given to this topic, as I have not put my finger on the way forward yet. But what’s for sure is that it bugs me to death that it’s so easy to be sucked into pain but so hard to regain yourself back.

Yours truly,

Brianna

THE MIDDLE

The Embarassment

Along this path called

THE MIDDLE, what sticks

a lot is embarrassment.

You look back and think of the things you did, or didn’t during an insane period of your life. It’s a period where you think everything is under control but in reality you have already lost control. This is when your heart opens up to someone or something in an unapologetic, sincere way.

So apart from grief and longing, sits with you the hot burning feeling of embarrassment. Thoughts keep coming back relentless and unforgiving, of all the feelings of a bare heart, of the sporadic sex and insane positions. My god, how you would wish that had never happened.

How could I have skipped family dos, or found excuses for not meeting someone important just to engage with this being. When you think that you were ready to re-shape everything in your life just to have that being around you, when your rose-colored glasses are removed you are left embarrassed with yourself.

The tingling hot feeling that’s left, the red face and the flush of heat on your back. In what way can you control or explain that? What was I thinking?? Or better, was my mind really functioning at all?

This is what you’re left with probably when you are shaken back to your senses and you know what? …. you’re more flushed when you find out it’s normal !

This is the third and last piece of my posts – THE MIDDLE (for now)

Love xx

Brianna

THE MIDDLE

THE MIDDLE

How would you feel if wherever you looked you seem to find no one walking the journey with you? And what if that’s what’s meant to be and it’s a good thing?

This weekend was super, lots of sea and relaxing moments, quality. Time out where a load was blown away from my mind and in the evening it did really feel lighter. Like the thoughts were swept away.

But I have realized that I’m doing a lot of what others like to do. I get carried away with plans of others, which although enjoyable are not mine. And then I end up not finding anyone to share mine with me.

Ok not to be too dramatic, there are many times I share what I like to do with others but then there are specific times during the week where I find no one. And I have come to dread these times every single week.

Being stuck in the middle is not a good place, i came a long way where I re-built myself from another life and managed to attain what I wanted to attain; a higher education, I powerful job, a good position at work and an interesting social life.

Yet, this middle ground leaves a lot to wonder where everything is at and where the ship is sailing to. Should I be knowing this? I don’t know. But do you feel like there are hours during the day where you say; ok what do I do with myself now? Shall I go to that place? But with who, no one seems to be available ! Am I the only one with empty pockets on my hands?

And don’t tell me to clean the house cause I’m not filling my time with that!

PS: I get help for cleaning don’t think I live in a rat hole πŸ™‚

Love xx

Brianna

THE MIDDLE

THE MIDDLE

Everyone warned me not to go there – The Middle

The emotional roller coaster that develops when a relationship turns confusing and you end up half-in and half-out.

I always promised myself I wouldn’t do that, I would not allow myself to be taken for the ride twice, yet it’s where I am.

β€œThe experiences I am about to relate are the raw truth, feelings which hit even the strongest, bewildering actions which blind even the sharpest. Yet throughout the whole journey you find yourself coming out softer, kinder, more in touch with what’s beautiful.”

Love xx

Brianna

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