Insomnia and nightmares.
Not anyone’s fave part of grief and trauma work.
There is the pain of trauma that I had no choice about. I was just following orders, I was young. I was vulnerable.
Then there is the pain of trauma that was my own darn fault.
(Both hurt. Just different. )
I found a passage in Isaiah this week which encouraged me buucoo-much about the subject of traumatic loss.