Because yes, trauma can stack - especially in times like these.
Think of a building.
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The first floor of the building might represent trauma you've had for a long time, maybe stemming from childhood or a terrible relationship or a scary incident you lived through or witnessed.
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Maybe the second floor is a global pandemic that shifted your life dramatically. You might have lost someone, got laid off, are dealing with long COVID. Maybe you've simply been fearful for two years, waiting for the next variant, waiting for any little sign of illness.
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Then there might be other floors above the first two that affect you: January 6th 2021 in the US. The recent occupations in Ottawa and elsewhere. Climate change disasters. A constant attack on trans rights.
And now the war in Ukraine.
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Stack. Stack. Stack.
One traumatic incident on top of another.
No opportunity to work through one before another comes along.
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Before long, your building is tall, you're on the roof, and all you want to do is be on the ground where it's safe. Living up there is scary & exhausting. It can be so scary & exhausting, in fact, that it could even make you feel numb because your nervous system is overloaded.
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If you're tired, if you're scared, if you're numb, if you're sad, if you're unfocused, if you're quicker to anger, none of that is your fault. You probably haven't had a break for a long time, and we need space from trauma to process and heal from it.
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Please give yourself grace, patience, and time. Find yourself help if you need it. Talk to someone about how you're feeling. Be as kind to you as you would be to a friend going through a lot.
Because yes, friend: you're going through a lot.❤️
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My kid came out as trans on the eve of #PinkShirtDay in 2014. For those who don't know this story, let me sum it up for you because there's a lesson in here.
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#PinkShirtDay is a day where people wear pink (largely in schools but also other places) as a stand against bullying, homophobia, transphobia etc.
Being a parent with ADHD, I took my kids out the night before to hunt for shirts because I forgot about it until the last minute.
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Our youngest (7 at the time) was getting upset because there was no pink in the "boys'" department. He was ranting about how pink is just a colour, and why is it mostly for girls, and why can't he just wear what he wants because he really likes pink?
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The reason alt-right figures are popular is because the only thing they ask of their followers is to resist personal growth. They don't ask you to build empathy. They don't ask you to challenge biases. They justify your anger and hatred by shifting blame to society's "wokeness."
"Systemic racism? The left made that up!"
"Transphobia? No such thing! Trans people are just a product of a sick society!"
Telling people there's nothing wrong with their awful views and everyone who disagrees with that is brainwashed is a great marketing strategy, honestly.
Personal growth is hard. Making societal change is hard. A lot of people are feeling angry and disenfranchised, and that's where a lot of this growth in popularity for that kind of messaging is coming from. It's a balm for the wounded soul, an enticing but toxic one.
A few weeks ago, I had a very traumatic experience happen to me. The details don't matter right now as much as the fact that the event happened. It was unexpected and awful and just about broke me. For a short while, it shattered my faith in humanity.
But I'm still here.
I have CPTSD, and this hit every painful spot I have worked tirelessly to heal for a lifetime. There were a couple of days when I shut down completely, feeling worse than I have in a long time. It felt dark and, at times, almost hopeless.
But I'm still here.
CW: Suicide
This all happened just before the Ottawa occupation. So not only was I dealing with trauma, but our city under siege, and, this week, the loss of a friend to suicide. It has arguably been one of the hardest times I've had to trudge through.
"Why won't you engage with the convoy protestors?" is a question people have repeatedly asked and something I've been blamed for not doing. By not doing so, I'm told, I'm dehumanizing them.
I'll tell you why: Because many supporters have shown they don't like people like me.
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Aside from some of the leaders having ties to anti-LGBTQ people/orgs, queer people I know downtown have been harassed simply for leaving their homes. I know trans people who were afraid to go outside. A coffee shop with a pride flag in the window was vandalized.
The owner of Happy Goat Coffee reported staff getting called homophobic slurs, too.
There were repeated incidents throughout downtown during the occupation. Police are following up on several reports. Hate was crawling through neighbourhoods while people partied on Wellington.
Have you met Briane? She's a hardworking Canadian single mom who had her bank account frozen because she once gave $50 to the Convoy. Everybody's talking about her. She's the face of injustice and governmental overreach.
Except, people have a lot of questions about Briane. 1/
First, let's get some perspective: According to everything I can find, no more than 300 bank accounts in Canada have been frozen in relation to the convoy so far. While banks can use their discretion, government has said they're going after major sources of funding.
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Second, those who have combed through the leaked GiveSendGo data can't find a single Briane or even someone with "B" from Chilliwack. Good breakdown of the data here. 3/
I’m pretty sure I lost a friend to suicide this week.
She was a newer friend, and we only knew each other online. Different countries. Different time zones. I knew how low she was, but I had really hoped, more than I can tell you, that she would stay.
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She reached out to me a while back when she was really low. We talked. She tried to get help. She had so much going on, and she was hurting so, so much, but my goodness, was she a fighter. She fought really hard. She kept trying to find reasons to stay.
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I really cared about her, and tried to help her as much as I could. But we can’t save other people. That’s something I know very well, both personally and professionally. But it doesn’t make it any easier. I’ll always wish I could have done more.
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