The signal is subtle
We pass just close enough to touch
No questions, no answers
We know by now to say enough
With only simple words
With only subtle turns
The things we feel alone for one another
There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden
So I won't sleep if you won't sleep tonight
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
the true definition of 'trauma'
so shoot me for sounding/coming off as a smart-aleck who just learned something new and wants to show off this newly-found knowledge.
i reckon it's more a revelation of recent events, rather than the fresh acquisition of intellect.
we all know we can call a event 'traumatic' and say that someone has gone through some form of 'trauma'. but when we ask that person to actually verbalise his/her emotions or thoughts on this supposedly 'traumatic' experience, not many can do so with fluent grammatically synced sentences.
this is because the trauma is not the event itself at all. it's the repercussions, the aftermath of it.
the trauma is the inability to voice out the fear, anxiety and pain that came from the event. trauma is beyond describable; beyond words.
real trauma is a tumultous ocean within one's self that cannot be eased nor pacified with words of comfort.
and now it all makes sense to me - why - after all these years, as much as i replay that 'traumatic' event in my head over and or again, nothing i say can even begin to recapture the horror of it all.
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Wani
23/02/1986 (Pisces)
(Psychology & Communications) Monash University
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