*All stories in this post have had details changed to protect confidentiality
Dear Parents of Children with Trauma,
I see you, with your reddened eyes, shaking with effort to keep the tears from spilling out, your shoulders hunched under the weight of the responsibility for the child you promised to keep safe for always. I hear your questions around “finding solutions and moving forward” and watch as you try to push away those other, deeper, scarier questions around “why did this happen?” that threaten you with guilt and confusion so big you can barely breathe.
I’m so sorry to you that on top of having to face the fact that your child has been through something stressful or traumatic, you now have to wrestle with self-blame and an affront to your sense of safety in the
Trauma is just like a wound you would get on your skin: if you don’t clean it and get all the dirt and germs out, it won’t heal properly.
When I was in third grade, while on a hike in the desert, I fell headfirst (and eyeball-first) into a cholla cactus. Yes, it was painful, but as a kid, the real torture was being forced to leave a fun situation. Luckily a wise adult was there to cart me off to endure the wrath of tweezers plucking out each of those cactus spines, not to mention that horrible antibacterial spray. But, it was totally necessary, right? If I hadn’t have gone and taken care of the injury, I would have ended up with a much nastier situation that would
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