Therapy Thoughts – Why didn’t anyone ask me if I was okay?

A PART OT GOOD THERAPY IS LEARNING TO SPEAK FOR YOURSELF—-BECAUSE MOST PEOPLE WON’T ASK ANYWAY! 😀

Mae Flower

Cornfield – Plover, Wisconsin – 2020

Before I was strong enough to speak my truth about surviving childhood trauma I would consider myself as one word: fragile. The vulnerability within the core of my character was one of the first things people noticed when they met me. I became familiar with terms like, “you seem so nervous”, “are you scared?”, and “it looks like you’re about to cry right now”. I didn’t know how to respond, and mostly, I just shrugged it all off.

But, parts of those statements were very true.

I was nervous, because I was so afraid to do something wrong and increase my already dominating anxiety. I was scared because I was so accustomed to feeling as if I was in “survivor mode”. I was scared of letting anyone within my inner circle because my trust had been broken as a young girl.

The statements…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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