Quotes About Trauma

My mother saw her mother... her father walked out when they were very young and it was a lot of, I'd say more verbal abuse than physical, but it was the same. And my mother, back in the 70s, became an advocate for victims of domestic violence way before anybody in the Legislature was talking about it.

If you read about the astronauts who went to the moon - the 12 who walked on it, and the others who orbited - all suffered serious mental trauma of one kind or another.

At the age of two-and-a-half, I was run down by a truck. I had gone rogue in the house while my mother was bathing my sister. I went outside and met a friend who promised me candy. Afterward, I walked back by myself across the road where I fell down in the street. A 15-year-old boy delivering bread struck me down.

It's extraordinary what children put up with. I happened to see two of my uncles put my father up against the wall of my grandmother's house and knock his teeth out, because he'd been unpleasant to my mother. The next day I went upstairs and found my father making a rather half-hearted attempt to gas himself.

I was traumatized by a lot of childhood stuff. I felt that I was bad somewhere, starting with my birth.

Bombs do very, very bad things to human bodies. It's incredibly shocking to see.

When my mother told me they have to sell me, I couldn't breathe; I couldn't speak.

My mom was born in the 70s, but grew up in the 90s, seeing all types of things. Because of her PTSD, she sheltered us from all of it as best as she could. There was a lot going on around us that we didn't even know because my mom kept us in a bubble.

I still feel the pain from the fact I've got a bullet in my brain.

I was bullied at school, so I didn't much like it.

I had such a terrible time at school, just an awful time of being bullied.

I know how bad bullying can hurt. I was bullied when I was a kid.

I wish I never got buried alive.

There is such a thing as old emotional pain living inside you. It is an accumulation of painful life experience that was not fully faced and accepted in the moment it arose. It leaves behind an energy form of emotional pain.

When I was 10 years old, I fled my homeland amid the bomb blasts of civil war in Sudan.

In my own life, I have found grief to be enormously distorting, particularly if it's sudden or extreme in nature.

I remember June 8, 1972. I saw the airplane. And it's so loud, so close to me. Suddenly, the fire everywhere around me. The fire burned off my clothes. And I saw my arm got burned with the fire. I thought, oh, my goodness, I get burned. People will see me different way.

I have two boys, so I don't want any more child to suffer like me.

People who have been made to suffer by certain things cannot be reminded of them without a horror which paralyses every other pleasure, even that to be found in reading a story.

So many people suffer from abuse, and suffer alone.

Children of domestic violence, of course, suffer terrible consequences.

I asked why me? Why did I have to suffer so much pain and scars? I was just a little girl - I didn't do anything wrong.

Censorship is never over for those who have experienced it. It is a brand on the imagination that affects the individual who has suffered it, forever.

We suffered a terrible blow on 11 September 2001. We responded with fear and anger. A fight-or-flight response is adaptive in any species. For us, given our power, fight was the only response we could imagine.