I have been struggling for two days to find the time, energy, sanity, and most of all words to explain to you what this site does for me. I know that some of you are questioning how it could be good for my psyche to come here and rehash all of the things that happened to me in the past.
The only words I can come up with to explain it to you are that I don't have a choice. I would LOVE, capital L-O-V-E, Love to be able to leave all of this behind me but I can't. There is a verse in this song that speaks to me and so I'm going to put it here:
--Anna Nalick - Breathe (2AM)
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout' cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
There are only about three songs that can make my heart stop and my breath catch in my chest and that is one of them.
That, in its very essence is how I feel about this site. First and foremost I write to get it all out. To give it a place to live besides in my head. I don't know the background of all of you but I can tell you as an abuse survivor flashbacks are something I lived with every single day for a long time. And even now, the right song, the right smell, walking past someplace can trigger one and depending on the memory they can range anywhere from mildly annoying to down right debilitating.
When I write them down here, they don't have to live in my head anymore. The process is cathartic for me. It allows me to deal with what happened, process it and then leave it here. There is a part of my brain that will not let me forget. I don't EVER want to do these things again... that's what it's screaming at me. DON'T forget. So these memories stay in there and they keep me from living a normal life again.
But if I put them here I can process them, get to the root of what was happening and then let them go. I know they are safe here. I have to move forward if I ever want to get my life back to some semblance of normal and I know that if I put them here, they are here if I ever need them but I don't have to carry them with me anymore.
I don't know if that makes any sense to any of you but I need this place and all of you more than you could ever understand. So, I will continue to do what I have been doing. Digging and purging and ultimately letting go. Until one day, it will all be here. And at that time... who knows what will become of this site.
But until then, I will be sticking around for awhile and I hope all of you will continue to stick around with me.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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4 comments:
I don't think you should go, but I don't think you should prolong the process, either. You shouldn't forget what you've gone through as you wouldn't want to repeat the past, however, you wouldn't want to relive it every day while it takes you possibly years to get this all out? The kicker to me, is not only do you write the stories, but then you proceed to over analyze yourself wondering what you could've done differently. The answer: Nothing. If you had changed a thing, you wouldn't have the child you have now, not the same job, friends, etc. that still mean so much to you. The horror in the middle is like road construction on your road trip to paradise. Sure, you'll tell people about it later and wonder if you could've taken another route, but when it comes down to it, it doesn't matter because it's over and you'll make sure to check the web for road construction in the future before you make the same mistake again!
Cheers!
I think this place is wonderful... and as you know, helps me too. :-)
can I just say grrrrrrrrrrrr.
I hope it didn't seem like I was saying that you "shouldn't" go through your process in any way that works for you. I found I became stronger when I focused more on allowing the emotions to happen and less on the actual events but there are lots of different ways to heal.
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