No one wants that label. No one ever thinks that they will ever be traumatized in such a way as to have word linked forever to them, like a brand on your forehead when people look at you. You ask yourself. “Is it me reading too much into that look I just got, that sad sympathetic look, or the eye rolling look that makes me feel like no matter what I say from here on out.. YOU WILL ONLY THINK OF ME AS A SURVIVOR.. Damn that makes me so MAD!
Traumatized, stigmatized, labeled….Where did my sense of me go?? Why does just telling my story make you cringe away from me? I haven’t told it often, my life story, my life has made me who I am, good, bad, happy, sad, stronger, afraid. I am no different from most of you, except….. I broke the silence…..
Now I’m thinking
A little less conversation and ALOT more action!