There are a few times in peoples life when they will realize they lost everything, those moments are treasures to me. I try to hold them the closest, those memories are the best ones of my life.
The memories I have at any moment, are moments that are going to create memories for a life time. So we can reflect back on those days, to get us through the current moments of despair. The ones that pull you down, are lifted up by the memories of the past regrets.
Maybe a lot of people get what I am saying, maybe they don’t. What if we only ever matter to yourself, and everything else is just to impress everyone that is around us? Then does any of it really matter? I try not to think to much about it, not to worry what others think. But to focus on yourself and how you think of yourself. For me though trauma has always been about discussing it, that is how I work through it. But there seems to be this stigma that holding in your troubles, suppressing your pain is somehow going to make it better. I think that is more of an American thing, engrained into our reality by a false tv dichotomy. Life is how it is, because the way they show us we should live.
Change your thoughts, before your thoughts change you.