I don’t remember at what point in my sessions this was done. It has to do with the repeated abuse I went through at age 18. This is really more about the first time it happened. I can now remember there were three of us at various levels of consciousness. One part of me totally took over and kept the rest of us “safe”, she reframed everything, put on a front for us. Another part of me was trapped somewhere in the glass, pounding on the window wondering why this all was being allowed to happen. I was trapped on the other side partly “asleep”, partly trying to believe it was going to be ok, and partly just wanting/hoping to forget. I hear that other part of me these days, and I try not to ignore her. I try to figure out how to help.
A Part Remembering - Soft Pastel
this art is some of the worst i have ever seen
That’s fine. It’s not out there for anyone’s approval or anything. It’s out there as part of dealing with Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome and sharing with those who have suffered similar experiences.
This is brave and beautiful work. It’s sad how some use the internet to anonymously vent their hostility. I hope you won’t hesitate for one moment to believe in the value of expressive arts for processing trauma.
Thanks, I definitely won’t it took me too long to free myself.