11/21/2022
It wasn't your fault. But you do have a responsibility.
***Possible Trigger Warning***
There were several pivotal moments in my life that shaped me starting at an early age.
I was abused by my babysitter when I was very young, maybe 5, maybe younger. I honestly don't remember how old I was when it started or how long it lasted because I've blocked most of it out. Thankfully, I only have 3 memories of it. But they are burned within. And though they don't carry the same sting, I have not forgotten.
She was trusted. Not just by me, but by my parents. This was the place were I learned not to trust even someone who stood in the position to care for me.
This is also the place that I learned to be silenced. Part of the abuse involved things being stuffed into my mouth, either to control me or silence me during a beating. I didn't realize the symbolism and magnitude of this until I was in therapy. But looking back on how it all began, I realized something.
Nothing that was taken by the abuser, like my voice, was going to be retrieved from her. I had to do the work of getting it back myself and I couldn't get it from her.
That is when I realized it was going to take some work. It was going to be a process. And it was going take some time.
This is a tough subject. I know. And it's one that many may not want to address. But not addressing it doesn't mean it's not there. In fact, it could be the reason you feel stuck, create self sabotaging patterns, and keep operating out of a general sense of fear. Even the super hidden kind.
It takes courage to face. But it will be worth it.
It's going to be worth it because your dream, ability, or creative genius is being held hostage by an unhealed heart. I knew I had to acknowledge that for myself, and that was the beginning for me.
So I got myself into therapy to walk through the hard parts. I opened myself to revealing the wound to let the air in and the healing begin.
Then, this is what I did.