Here I am, self-isolating (because of the virus) which is compounding the isolation I have felt for so many years. I isolate within myself because no one will try to understand just how deeply damaged I was by the extreme abandonment trauma and neglect I experienced in the first thirteen-months of my life due to my father's extreme shell-shock from WWII. I feel very alone in this work. No one. That includes the people in my life, mental health professionals, my landlady, my grown children.
One of the deep issues I have because of early trauma is not being able to express my needs. I am asking now. I need to hear from others who are working on childhood trauma.
Please take a look at my new website. My book, "Healing the Wound That Won't Heal: the Reality of Trauma" is available at Amazon.
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