Narrative Essay On Childhood Trauma

The one thing I remember vividly from my childhood are the holes. During what was supposed to be a safe and restful naptime I dug into the wall with my tiny bare index finger. Over some unknown time period, those mysterious diggings developed into a fair likeness of the solar system. The trauma that any individual deals with, whether it is during childhood or adulthood, can turn out to be life-altering, specifically, when it hides far inside of the subconscious mind for many years. How does anyone climb out of that hole? During my journey to find the precious little girl with a buried identity but who never halted that innate drive to find the cause of what was ailing her beautiful mind, body, and soul; I unraveled the sheer and utter importance of self-compassion. The road back from childhood trauma, which may often not be discovered by the abused individual until many years later, may not only heal many wounds, but it offers a front row seat to teachings on how the brain functions in connection with life’s underlining and often …show more content…
The recall started mid-life with the occurrences of incessant thoughts traveling through my mind during what was termed ‘manic and unusual behavior’. These events led to hospitalizations with only distant and cut-out memories of my actions and thoughts. It happened several times over a decade. I knew I was not crazy. What happened? And, why was my mind playing tricks on me? I have since uncovered that my unquestionable imbalance in the brain unleashed confusing and disturbing memories, as well as those temporary psyched-out and quite unsettling behaviors. My undiminishing search for answers spiraled me into vital research of the healing process around emotional trauma and I found that healing from immense suffering is