Your words touched a deep fiber in me. Btw, your smile is beautiful.
It is a fascinating act and exercise to allow ourselves to live beyond our trauma. To be reminded that if we are on the other side, moving beyond it is not a lofty dream...and to continue to love because love is a salve to the soul is revolution and dare I say rebellion
Can I share some wisdom from my mom? She always said, "make it your servant and not your master." My trauma was different from yours so I won't pretend to know how you feel. But when I was 5 years old, just a couple months shy of starting school, my family and I were in a devasting car accident. I was thrown through the windshield. My dad later said that my face looked like it had been through a meat grinder.
I was definitely not an attractive child. Adults (seriously, adults!) would make incredibly rude comments in restaurants and grocery stores. Starting at age nine, I went through multiple reconstructive surgeries that often left me looking like a burn victim for months afterward. My Junior high and high school years were hard. Nobody wanted to go steady with me. Nobody dated me. Nobody asked me to go to school events with them.
Yet, I am SO VERY GRATEFUL for that accident! Just look at the way it served me! It gave me an empathy for other kids who were marginalized for things they had no control over. It gave me a lifelong interest in healthcare. It gave me 18 blessed years as a caregiver. It gave me a chance to see that beauty really truly does come from within and sometimes wears a disguise. That accident would have made a lousy master but it has been an invaluable servant!
Make it your servant and not your master...that's some real wisdom right there!
I think on the other side of crisis there can be the deep seeds of liberation and leadership. Not the type that needs permission to fit in but that type that says “this is what ethics means.. this is love… i know because I know the other side and i’ve explored every inch of its ecosystem”.
I have explored your page that much but from what I have I really feel that deep seed of ethical human leadership. Thank you for your work and stories
This was another great post. What you said about being able to help people instead of just being in need really resonated with me. Sometimes when you are grieving, it feels like that is all that you can offer. Thank you for the encouragement that it gets better. Thanks for always being you. Thanks for sharing.
Beautifully said. These words are not only healing, but so true for many of us all. Thank you for being so inspiring to all of us on various parts of the healing journey.
Beautiful reflection and poem bro.
This question took me back to the moment I realized I’d become most comfortable centering my trauma in my healing journey 😮💨
“who am I outside of my problems?”
It’s a scary thing to unpack. Thanks for loving me bro
Your words touched a deep fiber in me. Btw, your smile is beautiful.
It is a fascinating act and exercise to allow ourselves to live beyond our trauma. To be reminded that if we are on the other side, moving beyond it is not a lofty dream...and to continue to love because love is a salve to the soul is revolution and dare I say rebellion
Thank you for these beautiful words
Hey Robby man, big bear hug brother..
Can I share some wisdom from my mom? She always said, "make it your servant and not your master." My trauma was different from yours so I won't pretend to know how you feel. But when I was 5 years old, just a couple months shy of starting school, my family and I were in a devasting car accident. I was thrown through the windshield. My dad later said that my face looked like it had been through a meat grinder.
I was definitely not an attractive child. Adults (seriously, adults!) would make incredibly rude comments in restaurants and grocery stores. Starting at age nine, I went through multiple reconstructive surgeries that often left me looking like a burn victim for months afterward. My Junior high and high school years were hard. Nobody wanted to go steady with me. Nobody dated me. Nobody asked me to go to school events with them.
Yet, I am SO VERY GRATEFUL for that accident! Just look at the way it served me! It gave me an empathy for other kids who were marginalized for things they had no control over. It gave me a lifelong interest in healthcare. It gave me 18 blessed years as a caregiver. It gave me a chance to see that beauty really truly does come from within and sometimes wears a disguise. That accident would have made a lousy master but it has been an invaluable servant!
Make it your servant and not your master...that's some real wisdom right there!
I think on the other side of crisis there can be the deep seeds of liberation and leadership. Not the type that needs permission to fit in but that type that says “this is what ethics means.. this is love… i know because I know the other side and i’ve explored every inch of its ecosystem”.
I have explored your page that much but from what I have I really feel that deep seed of ethical human leadership. Thank you for your work and stories
This was another great post. What you said about being able to help people instead of just being in need really resonated with me. Sometimes when you are grieving, it feels like that is all that you can offer. Thank you for the encouragement that it gets better. Thanks for always being you. Thanks for sharing.
On the other side of crisis…
That is , itself a meditation.
Thank you for sharing this. “Survivors guilt” is a lie just like “impostor syndrome.”
Beautiful.
This was so relatable. Really gave me some opportunity for deep thinking. Thank you.
Beautifully said. These words are not only healing, but so true for many of us all. Thank you for being so inspiring to all of us on various parts of the healing journey.
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