Fighting Past Abuse in my Head One Day at a Time
This is another one of my poems based on my past trauma. I wrote it 07/12/2016 while I was going through some difficult flashbacks and trying to get my mind straight. I haven’t shared it with anyone until today. I often wondered why I blocked out my childhood memories and couldn’t get many of them straight. I still have bits and pieces that come back to haunt me every once in a while. When I saw a therapist she said it was because I’m starting to meditate and it’s opening my mind up. Most of my vivid memories don’t really show a series of events until I was nine years old. Now I know why. It’s tough, but I’m a fighter! There are so many memories I’ve had to face that I blocked out in one way or another. I used to try self-medicating by getting drunk every night to the point of blacking out. PTSD is no joke!
Each Day Is a Constant Battle