Memories. Hopefully, we all have good ones. Some of us have traumatic ones. What do we do with those?
One difficult thing for others to understand is that you just can’t think, rationalize, or therapy your way out of PTSD or any trauma. (Although all those things help.) There is an anatomical cellular, subconscious memory you have to deal with as well. For instance, I was awakened by an intruder at 4:15 AM on May 15. Every night for a month I woke up at exactly 4:15 with a start. Every month after that for a year I woke up on the 15th of the month at 4:15 AM. Often I wasn’t aware of the date until after I awakened. After exactly one year, it stopped. Some years it randomly happens again. (Usually if Iʻm already stressed or fearful about something.) So our conscious mind is only one piece of the puzzle. Our subconscious is another story!
Recognizing and accepting that these memories are going to happen does a lot to disempower them. If we spend our time being afraid of recurring memories, we give them more energy. We need to transmute that fear to other emotions. When you have one of those bad memories, thank it for stopping by and then turn your mind to other things. Sometimes you have to distract your mind like a toddler. Look at this instead. This is not denial, it’s coping.
My healing journey was unique to me, as yours is to you. I forgave too quickly, then had to drudge it all up again to get to the anger that alchemized the fear. For me, it took almost a year to get to the point of realizing that the rapist and the memory of what happened was winning. It was keeping me from sleeping, from living alone, from enjoying my life to the fullest. I had been minimizing my anger in an attempt to be a healthy person – forgive, love your enemy, etc. But I came to realize that the anger would be a necessary part of my healing. As I said, the anger alchemized the fear. Burned it up. Turned it into action.
Anger is a slippery slope however. Some people with PTSD become addicted to it. It is the only thing that takes their numbness away. But if you’re stuck in the anger, your trauma is still winning.
Don’t let it win.
As George Herbert said “Living well is the best revenge.”
I often think of this as I walk through this life. When I first held my son, when he hugs me now as a grown man, when something makes me laugh till I cry, feeling so full of love I could burst. I win. Me.
That’s a gift, isn’t it? Treasuring life and those around you. Immense gratitude. I’m not sure I would have become who I am if I wasn’t living to self-construct, rather than self-destruct. Not that I don’t still have those memories to deal with. But they have so much less power – partly due to the passage of time, and partly due to prayer and what I choose to focus on.
Iʻve been watching a new show on the USA Network called “Mr. Robot.” (http://www.usanetwork.com/mrrobot) It’s about a hacker/vigilante and it’s really interesting. This past week the main character, Elliot, was talking in his head about computer bugs and what he said was a powerful metaphor for what happens to a human who has survived trauma. He said, “The bug forces the software to adapt – evolve into something new because of it – work around it or work through it – no matter what, it changes – becomes something new – the next version – the inevitable upgrade.”
So yes, you’re not who you were before, and you didn’t ask for it. But it can be an upgrade, rather than a crash. You adapt, evolve, change, and become something new. Never look at that new self as damaged – look at it as a deeper and fuller self.
Ask the Divine for help. These simple words from A Course in Miracles can be so healing: “I am as God created me.” Say it to yourself all day, every day. You are beloved. Keep loving yourself and those around you. It will get better.
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Whatever you do, don’t stop writing! We all need your hard earned wisdom and deep compassion! Thank you!!
When I was in my “treatment”….first 30 days of sobriety….they gave me some morning affirmations….the only one that stuck is “God don’t make no junk”….
This blog is great Vicki. If you help one person it is all worth it. And I can guarantee you of one person who will be stronger and better as a result of your reaching out to your brothers and sisters with PTSD….YOU!!!! We say in my fellowship that in order to keep it (sobriety) you have to be willing to give it away. If I work with a fresh drunk or a withdrawing addict today one thing is for sure…I am staying sober today. There is also a strengthening of my being that occurs when I share my experience, strength and hope around sobriety with another. Here is the hope part….before I got sober, life would grind me down or the extasy of good things would overwhelm me and the only way I knew to handle it was to drink and drug….in sobriety I have learned that every bad patch has a beginning and an end….same for winning streaks. …my job is to stay in the present and live one day at a time and trust my higher power to look after me and sooner or later I (another 60’s song reference) “break on through to the other side”.
Thanks so much, Mike. Yes, sitting with it every day and giving it away – that’s the key to the kingdom. Thank you so much for affirming my efforts here. I’m in awe of people who live in sobriety as you are. You are the bravest people I know.