What if It Wasn’t True?

What if it wasn’t true?⁣⁣
The story you tell about yourself. ⁣⁣
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What if it wasn’t true?⁣⁣
The lies others tried to tell you about yourself.⁣⁣
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What if it wasn’t true?⁣⁣
The ‘not enough’ or ‘too muchness’.⁣⁣
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What if it wasn’t true?⁣⁣
The shame, the guilt, all that’s ‘wrong’ with you.⁣⁣⁣

What if, right? Can you imagine what might be different about your life, your work, and your relationships if it wasn’t true?⁣⁣

⁣⁣Healing from trauma has required me to ask this of myself on more than one occasion. It’s required me to hear the voices of fear and terror, to feel them fully in my body in a way I cannot override (a way that only trauma can create), and ask myself this question in more ways than one:⁣⁣
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What if it wasn’t true?⁣⁣
What if nothing is wrong?⁣⁣
What if I’m actually safe?⁣⁣
What if the horror is over?⁣⁣
What if it could be different?⁣⁣
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It doesn’t mean I can act differently in that moment, but it plants a seed. It gives my mind something to pause and chew on. It separates me from my trauma, from the neurological and physiological reaction that’s happening.⁣⁣
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But I have to ask it of myself during the day-to-day as well. I have to work on the rewiring in the normal, okay, all-is-well-moments so that when my trauma is triggered, I’m more able to create the necessary separation to heal.⁣⁣⁣⁣

What if it wasn’t true?⁣⁣
What could be possible instead?⁣⁣⁣⁣

I’m not always certain of the answer, but I know that asking is the first step to finding out and creating something new.⁣⁣
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Let’s talk about what we need to ask this around. I’m sharing how it’s showing up for me in our community group, then I want to hear from you.⁣