Quotes About Trauma

Behind the promotion of Western ideas of mental health and healing lies a variety of cultural assumptions about human nature itself. Westerners share, for instance, beliefs about what type of life event is likely to make one psychologically traumatized, and we agree that venting emotions by talking is more healthy than stoic silence. We are certain that humans are innately fragile and should consider many emotional experiences as illnesses that require professional intervention.

This, finally, is the model of all radicalism, in the grip of which men reenact the fall of man as adults so often reenact their childhood traumas. Radicals transgress the paradox of virtue because they claim the knowledge of good and evil for themselves and strip the power to freely choose virtue from others. In this way, they transform their imagined paradise into a living hell.

I didn't like my hand exploding.

I hit walls of past pleasure all the time, and for me past pleasure is much harder to process then past pain...for me the traumas of the past are mercifully far away. The pleasures of the past however, are tough...the worst of depression lies in a present moment that cannot escape the past it idolizes or deplores.

The maltreated child cries 'I hurt.' Unheard or unheeded, that cry becomes prophecy.

Dlaczego kraj, który i tak ma nieustannie przesrane – bo a to Ruscy, a to Niemcy, a to Tatarzy, a to w?asna szlachta, a to w?asna g?upota – dodatkowo straumatyzowano najwi?ksz? tragedi? ostatnich stuleci?!

Where has his humanity gone? His compassion? Ha. Pissed away in shell holes, that's where.

Delusional pain hurts just as much as pain from actual trauma. So what if it's all in your head?

When I wake up in night sweats, that's what I'm thinking about: what if someone grabs me from my past and says, 'I heard you drag me to filth on your podcast.'

There's a lot of people out here faking a smile on their face like they got it together but inside actually suffering from some sort of traumatic experience, a loss, depressed, fearful, envious or whatever the case may be, but I can feel it.

I don't want to lose my legs, you know. I don't want to be wheeled around in a wheelchair. I don't want to be attached to a catheter. I saw all that stuff happen to my father, and as much as it upset me because I loved my father so much, it also really traumatized me.

I was at a birthday party and a truck backed up and the wheels ran over my chest. I lost part of my lung and my liver.

I think that definitely any trauma - whether it's childhood or later in life - affects you negatively, especially when it's suppressed, but there's so much of us which is already in place.

I remember the moment in which we were taken hostage in Libya, and we were asked to lie face down on the ground, and they started putting our arms behind our backs and started tying us up. And we were each begging for our lives because they were deciding whether to execute us, and they had guns to our heads.

At a certain point, Mike Tyson and I reacted to violence a little differently. I was afraid to leave my house for three years while he became the heavyweight champion of the world. The thing was, at first, we reacted to it the same way, and our cowardice and trauma defined us.

My left leg had to be amputated from below the knee immediately to prevent gangrene from setting in. I was losing blood alarmingly. Here I was informed that the hospital was out of anaesthesia. With no choice, I instructed them to go ahead with the amputation. The limb was sawed off while I was fully conscious.

My father's family was mostly obliterated in the Holocaust, and I grew up very much with the sense that the central moral and political question is how do we prevent these things from happening again.

We prioritize access to guns to such a degree that we are traumatizing an entire generation of children.

Prison killed me. It destroyed me.

I'm almost positive I have some type of PTSD. Almost a decade of my life was consumed by the prison system.

After six prison commitments, at the end of those, I was more broken than when I went into the system.

My worst memory is living through the 1989 riot in Huntingdon Prison.

I'm just trying to say that it should reassure us that the inevitable traumas of being human do end up producing some good. Otherwise, the human condition is overwhelmingly depressing.

There's something called latent PTSD. It manifests itself in different ways. I want to be free of it, but I'm not.