when you're rostered to chair a meeting for the first time in a job you were promoted to a month ago but have just been told you will no longer have in a week (you're also homeless because of a rental crisis):
good morning everyone, nothing matters, life is a cosmic joke, the world is ending because of climate change, capitalist society is a snake eating itself alive, we will all be dead soon.
so on today's agenda - you three are on enrolments, we are food for worms -
“One of the risks of being quiet is that the other people can fill your silence with their own interpretation: You’re bored. You’re depressed. You’re shy. You’re stuck up. You’re judgmental. When others can’t read us, they write their own story — not always one we choose or that’s true to who we are.”
Folks have got to understand that they probably aren't messed up by some Secret Big Trauma that they just can't remember; but rather by a million tiny microtraumas that they do mostly remember but don't even register as traumatic because nobody actually understood that these things would cause trauma, much less stack on each other over the years.
yes, some. also react to hearing my name called with a lot of fear cause it usually meant something bad was about to happen. just got ignored most of the rest of the time. made me not like my name or the sound of it or sight of it. read something recently that said most people enjoy hearing & seeing their own name written down & it was very surprising to me because I never feel that.
anyone else had so much experience with violence, sexual abuse, and affectionate touch being used only as a manipulation against you, to the point where you now can't conceptualize someone reaching towards you without the intention of harm