This is how I, and I’m sure at some point you, have felt since March of 2020.
Now, let’s forget for a second that Covid-19 is a virus.
Let’s make it real, let us give this monster a name, an identity.
Basically, the Monster, previously named Covid-19, showed up one day, risked murdering the majority of our population, ceased to leave us alone, and has morphed into a million little personalities; not anti-social ones either.
The Monster has changed everything, forever. I’m not sure if we will be coming back to what we knew before. Many people are outraged, many are scared, and many are neutral. There is no one ‘ right’ answer to this Monster mess and we know it. I have no idea what we should do to protect those we love or how to make sure we are spending valuable time with loved ones and not spend it isolating. The Monster feeds off instability and we have that here.
Okay. It’s time for some radical acceptance. We are at where we are at. People will hate wearing masks, and others will not mind at all. People will resist vaccines, and people will get vaccines.
What we can do is be curious with ourselves.
Why does their behavior weigh so heavily on my mind?
Why do I care what the ‘other side’ is doing with their lives?
Yes, it’s valid to be angry with people that don’t agree with you.
No, its unessecary to consistently gripe with them.
My main point to this, is to live your life focusing on what you can do to change your life and the life around you.
This whole Monster virus is about love. It takes away what we love – family, businesses, friends, freedom, etc.
We have no idea when our time is up here, and when we are on our death beds, the last thing we want to be thinking of, is how much time we spent, on battling those who disagreed.
According to The National Child Traumatic Stress Network (2021), complex trauma (c-ptsd) describes both children’s exposure to multiple traumatic events—often of an invasive, interpersonal nature—and the wide-ranging, long-term effects of this exposure. These events are severe and pervasive, such as abuse or profound neglect.
In the article “Understanding Complex Trauma, Complex Reactions, and Treatment Approaches”, written by trauma expert, Dr. Christine Courtois, she summarizes complex traumatic events and experiences as stressors that are:
(1) repetitive, prolonged, or cumulative
(2) most often interpersonal, involving direct harm, exploitation, and maltreatment including neglect, abandonment, or antipathy by primary caregivers or other ostensibly responsible adults
(3) often occur at developmentally vulnerable times in the victim’s life, especially in early childhood or adolescence, but can also occur later in life and in conditions of vulnerability associated with disability, disempowerment, dependency, age, infirmity, and others.
Symptoms of complex trauma can include but are not limited to:
Reliving the traumatic experience
Avoiding situations with reminders of abuse
Changes in beliefs about you and others
Inability to regulate emotions
Negative self perception
Difficulty with relationships
Distorted perception of abuser
Treatment for complex trauma (c-ptsd)
-internal family system work
-cognitive behavioral therapy
-dialectical behavior therapy
eye movement desensitization and reprocessing (EMDR)
Deep breathing has always helped me calm and center myself. When I first started singing lessons in middle school, my music teacher always told me to breathe into the diaphragm, into my belly, and my voice would radiate better. She was right.
Now, I use breathing as a calming tool. I particularly like tactical breathing (4 square breathing)!
Breathing involves your diaphragm, a large muscle in your abdomen. When you breathe in, your belly should expand. When you breathe out, your belly should fall.
I am consistently self soothing. Whether it’s fidgeting with something, taking a shower, or sipping a hot drink, these activities help ground me into the present moment.
These coping strategies focus on improving your mood and reducing anxiety and are sometimes described as self soothing or self-care coping strategies.
As the years go on my social anxiety has gotten worse, especially during Covid! When I do spend time with people who are caring and understanding of my mental health, I feel refreshed and connected! It’s a great feeling.
Research has found that finding support from others can be a major factor in helping people overcome the negative effects of a traumatic event and PTSD.
Ahhhh mindfulness. The one thing I am terrified of is the one thing that will ultimately help in my healing process! Mindfulness heals.
Mindfulness is about being in touch with and aware of the present moment.
Clearly, writing is an expressive tool in my life. Writing emotions down is easier for me than speaking them.
In PTSD in particular, expressive writing has been found to have a number of benefits, including improved coping, post-traumatic growth (the ability to find meaning in and have positive life changes following a traumatic event), and reduced PTSD symptoms, tension, and anger.
I stare off and focus on a spot in the room. The image becomes fuzzy or non-existent and I’m instantly transplanted into my mind – into the scenarios I have been ruminating on.
I am back in my room from middle school. I’m surprised at how well I remember where everything is and what everything looked like. I am back there now, floating through the room to room, recalling the emotions I felt while here.
I was sat in my new therapist’s office in 2019 when she first told me she believed that I had gone through a traumatic childhood and adolescence and suffered from complex posttraumatic stress disorder (c-PTSD).
I struggled and resisted with someone telling me that my childhood was traumatic and developed PTSD. I had and have an intense love for those in my family – I don’t want to think that my mom or anyone did anything terrible to me on purpose.
Plus, I had never heard about PTSD unless it was regarding the military.
My therapist then explained more about generational trauma. Intergenerational trauma (sometimes referred to as trans- or multigenerational trauma) is defined as trauma that gets passed down from those who directly experience an incident to subsequent generations.
Talking to my therapist about generational trauma and complex trauma allowed me to understand different parts of myself.
After working with this therapist for half a year, we decided that my progress had stalled, and my alcohol intake increased steadily. I was transferred to work with the substance abuse team. Talking about my past traumas (emotional abuse, sexual abuse, neglect) in childhood and early adulthood ramped up my usage of substances, as I did not have the skills or understanding to cope.
Understanding the significant events that lead me to where I am now is essential in my healing.
I remember being very functional in high school, and I had an immense amount of pressure to get all A’s & be a perfect student, whatever that means.
I know my mom put so much pressure on me because she wanted me to have a good life – and this is the only way she knew how to push me to my full potential. Sadly, that full potential had a lot of drawbacks. I was restricting my food intake, bingeing, and abusing laxatives. I was highly insecure in my personal relationship with my boyfriend at the time, and because of my past abandonment issues, I always thought he would leave me for someone better. I wasn’t sleeping more than a few hours a night, and my relationship with my mom was terrible.
At the end of my personal relationship, three years later, when I was 20, my gut instinct was validated, and he was with another woman the weekend after he abruptly left me. This action in itself validated all of the abused parts of me that believed no one could be trusted and no one would ever stay.
This breakup sparked many mental health conditions to come out of the woodwork. I was hospitalized in 2011 after having suicidal thoughts and plans. After this treatment, I would see therapists on and off but didn’t receive the treatment I should have. I wanted to pretend everything was fine – I didn’t need to address anything; it was far too uncomfortable.
So let’s just pretend everything is okay.
And that’s what I did for years, just like I would when I was a child.
Mom was a source of my emotional abuse and neglect as a child, and a loving and caring parent was sick.
She was constantly ill, and that’s how I knew her growing up, but it was life or death this time. She had a stroke and had miraculously come out of it seems okay.
My family was at her side always during these few weeks in the hospital where she was ventilated. Unfortunately, she was displeased when she was back to her old self.
She didn’t believe we were there with her, and she fought with us.
A lot of tears were shed.
Back then, I saw her behavior as her not caring for us and being who she was.
Now, I can see and understand what traumatic experience she went through, and like me, she did not have the skills to cope.
She slowly deteriorated from 2018 on.
Placing her into assisted living and, eventually, a nursing home was excruciating for all involved.
My mom died in April of 2020. I saw her slowly pass over a few days and saw her lifeless after she transitioned to another place.
My biggest fear had happened, and my mom was gone.
In an instant. Where did she go?
Since then, I’ve been having PTSD nightmares during sleep and flashbacks during the day. In my dreams, mom is always dying or passed away. Some plans include being thrown into the ocean to feed the sharks and whales. Most of my dreams have an imminent threat present.
The theme here is hopelessness and helplessness. I cannot change what happened, and it hurts me – I feel stuck. I feel stuck, guilty, and fearful that another distressing or traumatic event will send me off the edge every day.
Yet – every day, I am hopeful. How can I be encouraging, you ask? Through these two distressing and traumatic events, I have grown substantially as a woman, as a girlfriend, as a friend, and as a daughter.
I now know what I am dealing with (complex trauma) and what needs to be done to heal.
I now know that I am worth more than what I look like.
I now know someone can love all of me.
now know that two things can be true at once.
I now know that I am resilient enough to battle future battles.