trauma

At its core, trauma can be thought of as the psychological wounds that persist, even when the physical ones are long gone.

Maria Morales2 days ago
Their Common Traumas
It was the first day of classes, another year began which I did not think was anything good because the previous ones had been such as I predicted, miserable. I walked through the corridors of the sch...
Zoey Inlow18 days ago
Helpless
The picture represents sadness. Well, the picture has it completely wrong. I am not sad. Yes I have been sad. I have gone through quite a lot. But I’m okay. I’ve made it through abuse, torment, and an...
Mica Chaua month ago
Breathless
What you are about to read is not a true story, but it gives you an idea about the theme of this story. This is a story about a girl who is traumatized by an incident which involves assault and rape t...
Fiona Wonga month ago
Why Self-Acceptance Is Bullshit
"I feel like garbage today," I responded, unsure if he was asking about my day because he wanted an honest answer or if he was just making small talk. Filtering has never been my forte, so I went with...
Katrina Gifford2 months ago
Awaken by Memories
My hand pushes down on the bleached out mattress, and I watch it recoil back to me. I flutter as I feel an arctic chill hit my naked back; fluorescent lights flicker with the annoyance of loci flying around on a summer night. My patience is wearing off as I continue to stare at the hands skipping around the clock. I tell myself to wait a few more minutes, and remember that things could be a lot worse. I scratch at the tape itching over my arm; the IV has been carefully placed inside the left arm...
Caitlin Adkins2 months ago
The Little Girl Who Was Never Loved
From a very young age, the little girl had to learn how to be a survivor. No one ever taught her how to love. Her mother was nothing but a disappointment. She couldn't cry to her mother, or ask for a ...
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Teresa Mathers2 months ago
A Conversation Between Two Friends
I can’t take it. Just because one person believes in me doesn’t mean anything. I sometimes wonder what would happen if I die. I constantly think about dying but I haven’t got around to it yet. I try s...
Fran Cee2 months ago
How I Overcame Depression (P1)
It was the year 2015, around later December or early November when my life took an immense turn. It was a normal, cold, and windy day. I woke up for school at 6:30 AM and realized that I would be late...
Dani Perez2 months ago
It Sounds Cliché, but It's Not—You Are Not Alone
It sounds cliché to say that, I know. But as tired as you may be of hearing it, and as silly as it might sound, it's true. You. Are. Not. Alone. You are not alone in your struggles. You are not alone ...
Mica Chau2 months ago
Unable to Ask for Help
I could easily let go of my past. But I can't. I have issues as to why I couldn't let go. The past hurts to hold on. It does not want to let go. It kept on haunting me ever since. Haunting me for days...
Sati Ewers-Kubly3 months ago
The Woman with Neck Tattoos
She enters the room, surrounded by an aura that’s nearly palpable. Tattoos cover 75 percent of her skin, some sport neon colors while other are shades of grey and black. Her body is worn and looks as ...
Jennifer Reinolds3 months ago
No One To Save Me - Part 5
No One to Save Me Part 5 There was a remote area our father used to take us; a river under the San Jacinto bridge off hwy 59 towards New Caney. We rarely saw anyone else there. At night it was a haven...
Kathleen Williams3 months ago
PTSD Part Two
I left off in Globe, AZ where my mother had stabbed herself in the leg in an attempt to save my father’s soul. In her delusional state, she had went into hysteria about this. I will continue this stor...
Carol Townend3 months ago
When I Became Homeless
Scarborough 1998, it's a place and time I never will forget. I originally lived in Leeds, but I lost my family and my home due to violence from the community. I moved to Scarborough within the hopes o...
Allie Ho3 months ago
I'm Nobody
It’s dark. Well, it’s not that dark. It’s bright at the same time, but it feels so deep and it enervates me. Black? No. It’s like white paint on white walls, but I can’t see as far to see whether this...
Lady Sunday3 months ago
Bullying
The recent suicide of a 7th Grader at Jackson Memorial Middle School in Stark County, Ohio didn’t get the same coverage that the shooting on Valentine’s Day at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in ...
Z.K. Campbell3 months ago
A Perfect Storm
All my life, I felt I was not worthy of love. I never felt special. I had dreams, but they were never considered fundamental. As a child, I was creative and impressionable. I was desperate to feel lov...
Krista Doucette3 months ago
Dear Melo Part 3
Dear Melo, Files: It was in January of 2003 that my mother lost my siblings and I but didn’t lose full custody until June of 2004. My siblings and I were split up upon entering the system. I was place...