Part1: Writing My Trauma, Relationship Regrets, & Effects of Chronic PTSD (video 1 of 2)



PART 2 CONTINUATION OF VIDEO AFTER CAMERA CUT OFF: https://youtu.be/O946E989JgI

Quotes & poems promised in this video:

“First the physiological symptoms of PTSD have been brought within manageable limits.
“Second, the person is able to bear the feelings associated with traumatic memories.
“Third, the person has authority over her memories; she can elect both to remember the trauma and to put the memory aside.
“Fourth, the memory of the traumatic event is a coherent narrative, linked with feeling.
“Fifth, the person’s damaged self-esteem has been restored.
“Sixth, the person’s important relationships have been reestablished.
“Seventh and finally, the person has reconstructed a coherent system of meaning and belief that encompasses the story of trauma.”
~Judith Lewis Herman

‘GOOD BONES’
~by Maggie Smith

“Life is short, though I keep this from my children.
“Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine
in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,
a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways
I’ll keep from my children.
“The world is at least fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative estimate, though I keep this from my children.
“For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird. For every loved child, a child broken, forgotten, bagged, sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world is at least half terrible, and for every kind
stranger, there is one who would break you,
though I keep this from my children.
“I am trying to sell them the world. Any decent realtor, walking you through a real shithole, chirps on about good bones: This place could be beautiful, right? You could make this place beautiful.”

‘THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS’
~Wendell Berry

“When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
“I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
“I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light.
“For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”

“The feeling that she had never really lived in this world caught her by surprise. It was a fact. She had never lived. Even as a child, as far back as she could remember, she had done nothing but endure. She had believed in her own inherent goodness, her humanity, and lived accordingly, never causing anyone harm. Her devotion to doing things the right way had been unflagging, all her successes had depended on it, and she would have gone on like that indefinitely. She didn’t understand why, but faced with those decaying buildings and straggling grasses, she was nothing but a child who had never lived.”
~Han Kang

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