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f559871 You can't patch a wounded soul with a Band-Aid. sould injuries psyche wounds ptsd Michael Connelly
de0731d There are edges around the black and every now and then a flash of color streaks out of the gray. But I can never really grasp any of the slivers of memories that emerge. memories sadness traumatic remember memory-loss remembering ptsd trauma Katie McGarry
2ef558e It is as though some old part of yourself wakes up in you, terrified, useless in the life you have, its skills and habits destructive but intact, and what is left of the present you, the person you have become, wilts and shrivels in sadness or despair: the person you have become is only a thin shell over this other, more electric and endangered self. The strongest, the least digested parts of your experience can rise up and put you back where you were when they occurred; all the rest of you stands back and weeps. flashbacks post-traumatic-stress-disorder posttraumatic-stress-disorder terror ptsd Peter Straub
f0dfa86 To hold traumatic reality in consciousness requires a social context that affirms and protects the victim and that joins the victim and witness in a common alliance. For the individual victim, this social context is created by relationships with friends, lovers, and family. For the larger society, the social context is created by political movements that give voice to the disempowered. abuse-survivors perpetrator society-denial witness victim child-sexual-abuse sexual-abuse ptsd trauma survivors Judith Lewis Herman
00b3092 The symptomatology of PTSD. In PTSD a traumatic event is not remembered and relegated to one's past in the same way as other life events. Trauma continues to intrude with visual, auditory, and/or other somatic reality on the lives of its victims. Again and again they relieve the life-threatening experiences they suffered, reacting in mind and body as though such events were still occurring. PTSD is a complex psychobiological condition. mind-body physical somatic the-body-remembers trauma-memory traumatic ptsd trauma Babette Rothschild
aefd29f "Home? What is home? Home is where a house is that you come back to when the rainy season is about to begin, to wait until the next dry season comes around. Home is where your woman is, that you come back to in the intervals between a greater love - the only real love - the lust for riches buried in the earth, that are your own if you can find them. Perhaps you do not call it home, even to yourself. Perhaps you call them 'my house,' 'my woman,' What if there was another 'my house,' 'my woman,' before this one? It makes no difference. This woman is enough for now. Perhaps the guns sounded too loud at Anzio or at Omaha Beach, at Guadalcanal or at Okinawa. Perhaps when they stilled again some kind of strength had been blasted from you that other men still have. And then again perhaps it was some kind of weakness that other men still have. What is strength, what is weakness, what is loyalty, what is perfidy? The guns taught only one thing, but they taught it well: of what consequence is life? Of what consequence is a man? And, therefore, of what consequence if he tramples love in one place and goes to find it in the next? The little moment that he has, let him be at peace, far from the guns and all that remind him of them. So the man who once was Bill Taylor has come back to his house, in the dusk, in the mountains, in Anahuac. ("The Moon Of Montezuma")" war strength cynical soldier perfidy world-war-ii ww-ii weakness noir home cynicism loyalty ptsd Cornell Woolrich
e9eb968 I can't think again. Not ever again. I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning. thinking ptsd trauma Stephen Chbosky
d63f455 I am stupid, am I not? What more can I want? If you ask them who is brave--who is true--who is just--who is it they would trust with their lives?--they would say, Tuan Jim. And yet they can never know the real, real truth.... secret anxiety-disorders cowardly emotional-wounds monster-under-the-bed sinful-nature why-we-need-jesus wounded-souls guilty-conscience monsters-of-men wounds-to-the-heart haunting haunted self-hate hypocrisy burden ptsd Joseph Conrad
7545ad9 He remembered the old-timers from his navy days. Grizzled lifers who could soundly sleep while two meters away their shipmates played a raucous game of poker or watched the vids with the volume all the way up. Back then he'd assumed it was just learned behavior, the body adapting so it could get enough rest in an environment that never really had downtime. Now he wondered if those vets found the constant noise preferable. A way to keep their lost shipmates away. They probably went home after their twenty and never slept again. navy military ptsd trauma James S.A. Corey
6635581 Traumatic events challenge an individual's view of the world as a just, safe and predictable place. Traumas that are caused by human behavior. . . commonly have more psychological impact than those caused by nature. just-world psychological-trauma ptsd sense-of-safety trauma-survivors traumatic-experiences traumatized world-view trauma American Psychological Association
e806c93 Because once you had been through certain things, their presence inside you never really disappeared. the-only-story irrevocable julian-barnes ptsd Julian Barnes
f13c208 It was a myth you couldn't function on opiates: shooting up was one thing but for someone like me-jumping at pigeons beating from the sidewalk, afflicted with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder practically to the point of spasticity and cerebral palsy-pills were the key to being not only competent, but high-functioning. myth anxiety-attack opiates functioning drug-addiction competence dread ptsd Donna Tartt
8ac5804 This dog had shown more courage than I. This great, powerful, beautiful dog was willing to take a chance on me - a broken, depressed, lonely Marine. veterans holiday ptsd Mary Alice Monroe
821e3a3 When experiences or emotions become too overwhlming, the mind clevely encapsulates the material and stores it for safe-keeping. Many people respond this way in the face of trauma, but the additional step that occurs in this process, in the case of DID, is the formation of distinct ego states that carry the experience. coping compartmentalization dissociative-parts memory-fragmentation dissociative multiple-personalities dissociation ptsd traumatic-experiences traumatized dissociative-identity-disorder trauma Deborah Bray Haddock
99dec46 The tree had become our unspoken symbol of that important Christmas when we had all dug deep and fought for one another--for our survival. For our family. For our happiness. And in the process, discovering the true meaning of Christmas. veterans holiday ptsd Mary Alice Monroe
dc1c12f Fear is the paralyzing emotion that inhibits or restricts normal feelings of love, confidence, and well-being. fear face-your-fears paralysis paralyzed tonic-immobility terror ptsd Tim LaHaye
fd410e8 "Lewis's mental map of reality had difficulty accommodating the trauma of the Great War. Like so many, he found the settled way of looking at the world, taken for granted by many in the Edwardian age, to have been shattered by the most brutal and devastating war yet known." (51) Part (McGrath suggests) of Lewis's well-documented search for truth and meaning, that search that ultimately led him to Christianity, emerges from the desire to make sense of his traumatic experience in ways that satisfied him spiritually, emotionally, and intellectually." stress world-war-i ptsd trauma Alister E. McGrath
125f6e9 ...a freeze response (dissociation, collapse, numbing, paralysis, deadness) during the incident that threatened your life or limb. Sometimes it's difficult for people to understand that this is really survival response... violence ptsd traumatic-experiences trauma Babette Rothschild
fce1ef0 The father let his rifle down and stood its butt against the porch boards. The boy, though, kept alert. There was a good deal of killer about him, and it was why he still lived. The last four years had made a whole generation of young boys -- who ought to have been going to school and learning a trade and thrilling deep in their bones just to dance with a girl and peck her on the cheek -- into slit-eyed killers with no more tell of emotion than an old riverboat faro gambler. soldiers ptsd Charles Frazier
e3716e0 IT TOOK a conscious effort for Tallow to keep his hand off his gun as he walked up the apartment building's stairs. There was no threat here. He told himself that with every step. But every step held memory. violence noir-style noir ptsd Warren Ellis