for those of us whose life stories contain chapters of mental illness or trauma, triggers are a terrifying part of everyday life. it’s like your life is a jack-in-the-box that keeps getting rewound. you’re not sure when it’s going to pop out at you, dragging you back to that point in time you were most vulnerable, most taken advantage of, but you know it’s there… waiting… and the fear of it can keep you from living your life.
it feels rather unfair, that something you survived and lived through should then be allowed to haunt you, to surprise you, to not let you forget. but it is a scar, and though they fade they don’t disappear. I’m right there with you, friend.
but let’s take a step back real quick.
here’s the definition of a trigger:
what if we started creating our own positive triggers?
so here’s my question: why not harness it? why not give ourselves the option of opening up that sacred space of joy when we’re assaulted by the opposite? why not call in the emotional back up of positive triggers?
the journal entry from the day you decided to seek help and empower yourself.
the photo of you when you beat cancer.
the song that makes you want to pick up your fists and whoop the thing standing in your way.
the wristband from the music festival you attended.
the oils that make you feel powerful and full of hope.
the Bible verse that speaks hope into your soul.
the certificate you earned from all that hard studying, that reminds you YOU ARE ABLE.
these photos are just a few of mine. ❤
collect those precious positive triggers. put them in a box. this is your treasure. this is your reminder that you’re going to be okay, because look how far you’ve come. this is your battle cry when the arrows fly.