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I kinda need advice right now.
See, since all the recent flashbacks, I uncovered some new memories, and now I have this urge to tell them to someone, as a way of getting them out.
But I'm not sure about publishing them here, as many people have had enough of their own nightmares that they dont need mine as well.
Would you recommend publishing, or not?
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Be comfortable
I would say at minimum to at least write them down to get them out. If you feel comfortable enough letting the whole world know then don't post for people to see. but i do know that just writing out your own thoughts/memories is a great relief
Writing...
...certainly will help; neurologically, if you write about a traumatic event, you make it easier for the brain to process and restore the memory safely. Publishing it will not necessarily benefit you, but it probably won't be harmful. What you really need is a face to face relationship; the nuances of whatever feedback you might receive here are lost without inflection and body language.
You know? The slight tilt of the head and the half-smile that might tell you that you've got someone who understands? The lilt in the voice that makes the empathy more powerful because you 'hear' their heart? This place can be a great sounding board for your writing, but it cannot take the place of a good therapist and/or support group.
Love, Andrea Lena
I agree entirely
reframing helps to make memories easier to hold, but a good therapist is priceless.
Angharad
Need advice
Do what makes YOU comfortable.
May Your Light Forever Shine
ritual
Write them down on paper and then set them on fire, that your nightmares may be carried away to the heavens as smoke.
Publish or Perish ?
Dorothy,
No, they're too raw, let them settle before you put them out to the general public.
I'll try to call you.
Love, hugs, and Blessings,
Beth
I heard of a remedy for troubles and memories.
What one needs to do is write them down on separate pieces of paper. Then light a small fire and, one by one, recite what's written and then burn the papers. Supposedly, when the papers are burned, so are the memories, and the smoke carries them away and disapates them.
I can't say that I've ever done this, and I have no idea if it's an effective treatment or solution, but what do you have to lose? Sometimes simply facing bad memories enables us to move past them and get on with our lives, right?
Anyway, I hope this helps. As for publishing those memories... well, I don't know about that. I guess if you think it'll help, then do it.
Hugs and love,
Catherine Linda MIchel
As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script.
Well Dottie....
You've received some sound advice so far. I like the idea of writing them down on paper and having a bonfire of sorts to send them away. I thought also you could work them into a storyline or two and sort of maybe be in control, then writer your own endings. (Hugs) Taarpa
As I have quoted Spider Robinson before, I will again...
"Shared pain is lessened; shared joy, increased — thus do we refute entropy." Write the memories down, as others have suggested, share them and your feelings with your Councillor, share them with trusted friends and if and when it feels right to you, With a wider audience... maybe a diary?
Hugs and strength to you Sis,
Diana
You can write
I advise you not to post them here because as we all know people leave comments and every site has it's trolls. As hard as Erin and the moderators try they can't get rid of all of them. There are also people who have their own wounds and they may lash out at you for reminding them of their own pain.
A lot of the others make good points as well but in the end the choice is yours.