“You get to define which experiences are traumatic for you, whether or not it would impact others in the same manner. It’s not the objective facts that determine whether an event is traumatic, but your own emotional experience of the event.”
This is just a quick post, but I read this on a trauma blog tonight and thought it was so well-put. This is something that i struggle with a lot — whether or not something “counts” as significant. Maybe I am making it up. Maybe it was no big deal and I should have been fine. Maybe I am fine and am just crying wolf.
I’m not even limiting this to trauma — of course I can extend it to eating disorders, too (because I have to somehow relate everything to eating disorders, or so it seems). There’s always that fear that maybe I’m not sick enough to actually need help. It’s not that I want to be sicker; I’m just afraid of asking for help that isn’t justified. What if someone else in my position wouldn’t need help? What if I’m actually okay-enough?
It is such a good reminder for me that my “own emotional experience” is my reality — and in the end, that’s what is important. Regardless of whether or not it should “count” as significant, it affects me, my sense of self, my relationships, and my future.