Social Order

So many times in modern society, the poor, lonely and the introverts are not listened to as they should be, even though they have so many meaningful and profound things to say. Instead, it often happens that people much rather prefer listening to the loud and the extroverts, because their “noise” is more popular and less weird. Is more familiar and less distant. Is more cheerful and less sad. Is more alive and less…dead.

But, also because it is also more fake and less real?

A Time to Grow

A Time to Go, a time to Grow.

(From a time past)

I hold you not, my child

I let you go

There was pain in the parting

But I love you, so I gave you your freedom.

I could never hold you

My arms forever embrace you.

You are your own person

You came through me as a gift

I am blessed beyond words

I was the one chosen as your mother.

Grow daily my child

Life is your teacher

I, as your mother taught you,

You are strong of mind

Gentle in character

Loving in your being.

Always stay as you are,

Tender, compassionate, caring.

Remember me always as your mother.

Thank you for choosing me.

Mothers


Normally when we think about “PTSD,” our minds jump to those who’ve been in combat. While it is certainly an issue for those who’ve been in real-life war zones, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and Complex PTSD isn’t just exclusive to war veterans. In fact, many survivors of childhood emotional neglect, physical or emotional abuse, domestic violence, sexual assault and rape can suffer from the symptoms of PTSD or Complex PTSD if they endured long-standing, ongoing and inescapable trauma.
Despite my mother, this is what I hope to have become