24/07/2025
You can grow up in a house full of people and still feel completely alone. Maybe your parents fought every night and you sat there, frozen, pretending not to hear. Maybe you were hit, shamed, blamed, abused — told it was your fault. Or maybe no one touched you at all, no one listened, and you learned that your feelings didn’t matter. That’s too.
It’s not just what happened — it’s what you had to shut down to survive. The fear. The confusion. The helplessness. Even now, years later, your body still flinches when someone raises their voice. You shut down when conflict comes near. You stay “calm” — but inside, you're fighting to breathe. This is not a weakness. This is your system trying to protect you from a danger it once knew too well.
That’s why healing isn’t as simple as “letting go.” When you’ve lived in chaos, your body learns to stay alert — always scanning, always ready. Even in a loving relationship now, you might struggle to trust. You might keep people at a distance, not because you don’t want love, but because love once hurts.
Trauma gets in the body — in tight muscles, racing hearts, stomach pain, panic, silence. And unless we go back and gently connect with what we buried, it stays there. The good news? We can heal. Through breath. Through safe movement. Through writing the truth you were never allowed to speak. Through grounding, through noticing — “my body feels tense here” — and staying with it, kindly. That’s how the pain begins to move.
Some wounds run deep. But so does your power. Healing is not about pretending the past didn’t happen — it’s about learning you don’t have to live there anymore. It’s about giving your body new experiences: safety, softness, connection. Some days you’ll cry and not know why. Let it come. Some days you’ll laugh and realize you weren’t faking it. Let that come too.
Every moment you with yourself — instead of abandoning, judging, or pushing away your pain — you’re breaking the old pattern. You are not broken. You are someone who survived things no child, no person, ever should have had to. And now… you’re remembering how to live. Not in fear — but in freedom.
