Healing was incremental for me, each plateau reached through concerted action over months. Nothing came easy or quick.
Complex PTSD from a childhood does not heal miraculously, quickly or easily. The mind was not fully developed when trauma entered its world. Hard to tell what is normal and what is the aftermath of abuse.
Aerobic exercise, therapy, reading, meditating, practicing acceptance, applying mindfulness and persistence each brought benefits for me. Sometimes all hope seemed lost but something inside refused to give up.
This trait is very important. Lots of setbacks, even perceived losses on this journey. That inner guide can be our savior in our low moments.
Meditating and mindfulness carved out a small secure space for me to survive. This space grew incrementally as I healed.
It was like climbing a ladder, each successive rung revealed more of the horizon, more of the path.
Acceptance was difficult…
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