A Conversation with My Trauma

Me: Hey Trauma, did you know that there are people who have had more significant adverse experiences and much more challenging lives than mine?

My Trauma: That’s Nice. 

Me: Oh. Well ok. It’s just that I was thinking that maybe you could just go away then. Ya know, since we know it could have been worse, I should be able to just feel blessed and be grateful.

My Trauma: No.

Me: Hm. Well could you at least be a little more proportional then?

My Trauma: No.

Me: Are you sure? I mean I feel kind of silly carrying you around or talking about you when I know that other people have suffered worse than I have.  Plus, it seems a little insensitive for me to be triggered by you around them.

My Trauma: I DONT CARE!!!!!

Me: Ya know, I feel like you’re being wildly irrational about this. 

My Trauma: Yes. That’s how I roll. 

Me: *Sigh* This conversation is making me feel ashamed of you.

My Trauma: OMG SHAME! YOU’RE IN DANGER!!! RUUUUUN! HIIIIIDE! ESCAPE NOW! 

Me 30 Minutes later shaking my head and Rollin my eyes as I smoke the cigarette I compulsively left my house to go buy – “Damnit!! How did I not stop this from happening!?” 🤦🏼‍♀️

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