Yesterday I made a Facebook post in an attempt to deal with some obsessive thoughts I was having, thoughts I have often, that drag me down. Sometimes I can't stop thinking about childhood traumas, and it gets too heavy, feeling like it all happened for nothing, so I share about it.
It's maddening to be haunted by a past you never chose, and feel like you're helpless to move past it. I want to do something more than occasionally bring up uncomfortable stuff in an attempt to bring awareness to unhealthy relationships within families, but how can one little hillbilly girl's childhood, too often dangerous and terrifying, become a catalyst for something positive? How can it be given purpose?
Communication definitely feels like the answer. Maybe sharing my experiences with abuse and neglect, and living with PTSD and OCD, can make a difference to someone out there. Am I deluded to think that could be helpful to more than just myself? I'm already talking myself out of it.
