To find yourself being a damaged person, knowing it for sure, could be one of those things which made your body fall to the floor, or it can be a reason for you to continue standing and fight for yourself.
I will set fire to water with my own hands and leave traces of my soul, chipped and cracked, everywhere I go. I'll be the cold sensation of touching a granite tombstone on a hot summer day and I'll sit below the charred branches of a thin, tall tree and smoke a cigarette.
All because you never burned.
You never burned.
They say it's possible to recover from a trauma. I know you can from a physical trauma: I've seen it, but the other kind... the trauma that causes you to have nightmares and sensory memories which throw you so far from progress it makes you sick... I don't know about that. And I don't know if any of us will ever be alright again. But maybe for what this is, a life most would never imagine, being not only in the crazy, but being the crazy, you never are alright.
My favorite board on my Pintrest account is called, "Before you even get here," and it's images for my children. Not just my own children, but for my patients, too. And I don't know why I understand children or want to save them, but they give me reason... they are my reason for this fight.
Pediatric Advanced Life Support: next certification. Working on it now.
