Quotes About Trauma

He sees enough in three weeks to provide ten lifetimes of nightmares.

What the war did to dreamers.

Losing a part of a breast or all of one or both has, obviously, serious psychological consequences.

The worst violence we can do to each other often is psychological, especially in families. I dwell a lot on domestic danger. That's the backdrop of most of my novels - what kind of damage is done without ever lifting a finger.

I love those sorts of stories where you actually see the consequences of what violence does physically to people as well as psychologically.

We live in a society in which female weight is both fetishized and also under so much scrutiny. And so trying to shame somebody into losing weight is just such, I mean, an emotionally, psychologically and mentally traumatizing way to coach somebody.

Any psychologist will tell you that healing comes from honest confrontation with our injury or with our past. Whatever that thing is that has hurt us or traumatized us, until we face it head on, we will have issues moving forward in a healthy way.

Please don't think that I got married on TV for publicity. I already enjoyed a huge fan following, courtesy my character in Bidaai.' Instead, the controversy has traumatized me.

For a number of years I was relentlessly pursued by 10 to 15 men, almost daily. Spat at, verbally abused.

When I was 10, I was hit by a car, which turned my right tibia into a jigsaw puzzle.

But if I'd flown back, I would probably have lost my leg because of the blood clots. I've got two scars down the side of my leg where they had to cut me open and pull them out.

She defaced my fly. And I've never been the same since.

I have had bullets flying at concerts, but I don't want to talk about that.

My folks were drunks, and I had a rough childhood - really rough - in fact, rougher than I thought about.

I had a stalker break into my house a couple times. They didn't leave any fingerprints or take anything - I was being followed.

I got a concussion on the final play of a game, and I don't remember leaving the field. No one helped me off the field. Apparently I was on my feet and I just followed the crowd of players into the locker room. I don't know where I was or what I did for 10 minutes.

I have a theory that all abuse, no matter what kind of abuse it is, is foremost an assault on the mind.

I'm afraid of open bodies of water. I was in a glass-bottomed boat that broke a long time ago, so I've always been kind of freaked out.

Every day, I feel like it's the day I was freed from Daesh. Every time I speak about my story, I feel like it's the day I was liberated.

When I first got my driver's license, I was hit by a drunk driver. He was coming off of a freeway, and I was hurt pretty badly from somebody driving really fast.

I saw a man killed in front of my eyes just before my eighth birthday.

No, any great grief, though the grief itself may have gone, leaves in its place a train of horrors, of misery, and despair.

For a protest movement to arise out of traumas of daily life, the social arrangements that are ordinarily perceived as just and immutable must come to seem both unjust and mutable.

Think about the word destroy. Do you know what it is? De-story. Destroy. Destory. You see. And restore. That's re-story. Do you know that only two things have been proven to help survivors of the Holocaust? Massage is one. Telling their story is another. Being touched and touching. Telling your story is touching. It sets you free.