Headphones On, Music Loud

When words fail, music speaks

[vexheart]

[quotefeeling]

“Your peace is more important than driving yourself crazy trying to understand why something happened the way it did. Let it go.”

— Mandy Hale

[perfectfeelings]

“An emotional wound requires the same priority attention as a physical wound.”

— Melba Colgrove, Harold H. Bloomfield & Peter Williams

[quotefeeling]

“We must accept the end of something in order to build something new.”

— Unknown

[resqectable]

“If it’s out of your hands, put it out of your mind.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“Nothing is quite as beautiful as someone who has survived losing everything and still has a tender heart.”

— Unknown

[quotefeeling]

“You will search for me in another person, I promise.”

— Unknown

[resqectable]

“She practices being herself every day. Having to shed the layers of other identities took time. She even lost friendships. She couldn’t fill their egos anymore. When you focus on yourself, and love yourself, some relationships have to go.”

— Adrian Michael

[remanence-of-love]

[resqectable]

“Every person I’ve ever loved has some how become toxic to me. A living, breathing reminder of why I was always better off alone. I love too hard, too quickly and then sometimes I don’t love enough. I guess I’m just bad at love.”

— Kristie Betts

[remanence-of-love]

[resqectable]

“I think we love who we love and there’s not a damn thing that can be done about it.”

— Susan Donovan, He Loves Lucy

[devilsdaughter3323]

[devilsdaughter3323]

PTSD

I tend to live in my past a lot, like I’m back there but deep down I know that I’m not.

I feel like it’s all happening again so I start to behave like I did back then.

All odd behaviors are there again, as I’m living in my past pain.

Even though realistically I don’t need to use those coping mechanisms anymore.

I’m save now but I don’t feel save to my core, there is a whole world out there for me to explore,

yet I make my world a confined place,

As a world who is way too scary to face.

I may randomly start to break down and cry and you may not be able to understand why.

My body is here but my mind is there instead.

It feels so real to me but you can’t understand it cause you can’t see the visions and images that are going on inside my head.

I’ll become that vulnerable kid, I’m responding the way that she did.

You may think the way I act out is extreme but in my head I scream,

as I’m reliving a memory I’d much rather forget.

Alongside that emotional regulation is something I still haven’t probably mastered yet.

A certain noise or a certain smell can send me back to a time in my life were I was really not well.

My mind is trapped but my body is free how do I bring myself back to reality? And tell myself I’m not in that place were I used to be but it feels so real and I can’t tell it apart, what is actually happening and what is just the pain that was left in my heart?

I don’t mean to act out in all these ways but it’s my trauma response to me reliving those days.

I want nothing more than to move on but memories stay with you forever no matter if it’s been so long.

I do not believe that my trauma made me strong, I act out in ways that don’t make sense.

I respond in the present moment as I’m living in the past tense.

Stuck in a place where I don’t wanna be, that’s just what comes with living a life of PTSD

[devilsdaughter3323]

[quotefeeling]

“I think part of the reason why we hold on to something so tightly is because we fear something as great won’t happen twice.”

— Unknown

[devilsdaughter3323]