Did anyone else have an October with about 3 extra weeks jammed in the middle?
I don’t believe it was just me.
This month has been so much of a roller coaster, I’m still feeling motion sick. I’ve had some wonderful highs of multiple fire performance events and becoming a member of the board of directors for the Autism Society of Maine.
October is Domestic Violence Awareness month and let me tell you, I’m very aware of domestic violence. If you’ve read this blog before, you may be familiar with my stories of my father’s abuse.
The idea that only unknown masked strangers can cause you harm is the “Stranger Danger” fairytale we were fed in middle school. Unfortunately, it is often those we let closest to us that do the most damage. It is these people we care about and depend on who can wound us the most.
If you are fortunate, you can get away from an abusive situation. However, that does not mean the effects of the abuse are done.
Second guessing your own reality. The REAL reality.
Lack of energy.
The list goes on and on….
Even if you do not have a medical label of PTSD, the effects of trauma on a person can be dramatic. I strongly recommend people reach out to others in these situations. Friends, family, and professionals can make the world of difference between replaying the same events in your mind or trying to enjoy your life. Trauma is serious issue and one that can continue to affect a person unless it is addressed.
The biggest thing I lost this month was perspective. It took me awhile to realize, but one of the worst things abusers do is take away your hope of the future. When I’ve been in abusive living conditions, there was the idea that things would always be this way.
October was needed to recharge in so many ways. For those who have seen me in person, it’s almost become a mantra I’ve been repeating.
“It’s going to be better. Soon.”
Soon is November.