disociation
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I think I must have been 7 or 8 years old when I got the lead role in the Primary school play, I was to take the part of the shop keeper. There was no selection process, other that my primary school teacher Mrs Knox (I think) choosing me for the role. I remember it…
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My body is wonderful And so is yours Have you ever noticed? Said those words, to yourself? Thought of your body as wonderful? Just as it is? Its no more wonderful larger, smaller, fitter, leaner, younger or older Because it is wonderful, just as it is. Have you ever noticed? Or stopped to? Then do…
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‘You’re just so ungrateful – after all I’ve done for you’ In my previous piece I talked about how my abusive caregiver in the way in which they cooked food, often would create inedible food, that actually could be damaging to eat, making the food so uncomfortable, that expressing gratitude or thanks was an act…
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If the end to the abuse and pain was at the end of a tunnel made of bread, then I spent most of my first 40 years on this earth trying to eat my way towards that distance unreachable utopia. When I say 40 years, I mean all 40 years. It was said of me,…
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One of the hardest things for me about rebuilding after trauma is to do it. Its not a linear thing, but I find it fascinating that what I needed in the midst of dealing the traumatic situations was a calm cool head, the oft said ‘breathe’ and as Van Der Kolk writes about, to use…
James Ballantyne 