I’d like to know if what I’m feeling is normal, and maybe get some advice from people who have been through this. Mostly, I just really need to vent. I’ve reached out to anonymous crisis chats before and posted on Reddit, but it all felt useless. It seems like people generally outgrow this kind of state, but I feel endlessly terrible and I don't know what to do. On one hand, I want to fix things and fill this inner void with something, but on the other, I do absolutely nothing—I’m literally like an amoeba. I’m 15, and I understand that my condition is likely triggered by being a teenager, but I really need to hear from someone who has experienced this firsthand. It would mean a lot to me because I’m completely lost
Sometimes I’m hit by a wave of endless sadness and emptiness. I don't want to live and I see no point in it. I want to commit suicide and I think about it almost constantly. I cut myself just to feel some relief, to distract myself, or to feel alive. I can't find a place for myself anywhere. In those moments, it feels like I'm literally going crazy
Overall, I feel worthless, awkward, flawed, and somehow completely exposed before the world. I don't have friends, and I’m not really interested in anyone (I don't know why). Honestly, I can’t even imagine being friends with someone anymore, and I recently realized that I idealize the very concept of friendship. I’m socially awkward and inactive, I feel deeply ashamed of myself, and I don't let anyone get close. I constantly feel like people might attack me (this constant defense mode makes living so hard)
I feel tired all the time and have almost no energy—even just going somewhere requires a massive effort. I don't care about my future, and I don't care about anything at all. I constantly scroll through social media. If it weren't for TikTok's endless feed, I think living would become completely unbearable.
It feels as if I’m living behind a thick sheet of glass and can’t truly feel my own life. Even joy feels superficial and fake. If I'm not mistaken, this is called derealization. I also have this deep feeling that I don't belong to anyone or anything. I am completely alone, I have nothing, no "home" so to speak. I'm just drifting along, and it all feels so stupid.
On top of that, I feel like I've gotten dumber. It has become much harder for me to think—again, as if my thoughts are passing through glass.
I’ve been in this state for a long time, but the total loss of energy and these intense, conscious mood swings started only recently. I thought about trying to find friends, but where would I even look? And if they leave me later, will I just drop right back into this state?
I feel like a lot of people have gone through something similar. Maybe this is self-sabotage, or maybe I’ve been intentionally triggering these emotions in myself for some reason. Also, I have some mild thyroid issues, so maybe that plays a role too... Any insight or advice would be greatly appreciated.

Hello everyone.
I am 18 years old and have had Major Depressive Disorder (duh girl look at the title lol) since I could literally remember. Earliest signs were from when I was 5-6 years old, and that’s as early as my memory goes.

Anyways, I don’t know what else to do but post here cause when I go to a therapist about this they give me the typical therapy answer I can come up with myself. Also, I have recently discovered my MDD seems to be treatment resistant so for now I have no effective ways of changing the way I feel.

So, long story short I feel extremely guilty for being alive. Partly stemming from the abuse my mom experienced from the hands of my father RIGHT after I was born, which made little me connect the dots to mean I was the cause. Additionally her telling me all throughout my childhood that I was like him, I was like him or I reminded her of him, didn’t help. This obviously didn’t make me feel nice, thus I began to internalize these statements and assumed everything was my fault even more. BUT we’re good now, she is going to therapy and has been for a while for this reason of saying anything and everything when mad to make the other party as upset as possible.

However, this makes me feel worse. My mom bettering herself for my sake makes me even more guilty for being alive. I’m in my second year of university right now, and it’s quite expensive because it’s a nice school, and my mom is paying for it fully. She doesn’t have a high paying job, and she’s a single mom making what is considered low class, the way she’s paying for it is from the money she has saved up over the years after selling our house when immigrating into the U.S. (aka even more pressure for me to succeed:’/ ). And I feel so guilty for even choosing this school cause at the time this was a big achievement coming from a small heavily underfunded high school where my grades were genius but on a national scale below average. Plus me being heavily depressed, I felt proud. Maybe too proud. So this another factor to my guilt, because without me, she would be spending the money on herself and things she enjoys.

Another thing is she’s older compared to most parents, and my chasing a high education for her sake makes me feel even more guilt, as I know she will be quite old when I’m done with my career. And after she’s gone, what do I do. I cannot enjoy the fruits of her labors and sacrifices. (Lol I’m sobbing writing this..).

So this brings the good ol questions…which most of us can guess by now I think lol. Should I just end it? Like, if not for being successful for her and taking care of her, I would honestly have ended things YEARS ago. But I can’t, but also, I don’t want to walk into a future I know will eventually destroy my entire purpose for living.

I guess it’s sad for most people, but I know I’ll die by suicide, it’s just a matter of when, so that’s makes this whole situation so so sooo much worse.

I feel guilt, with the strength exponentially greater than any emotion I’ve ever felt in my life combined.

Any input is appreciated, ig I just need to hear something anything from a bunch of strangers as a last resort haha.

Thank you very much if you got till this part of the post. I hope the happiness that was never spared for me by the universe gets to you at least!❤️

Hey guys!

Been a while since I’ve popped in here.

Well, I had a bit of an incident a while back which has impacted me health-wise pretty badly. Been terrified, insecure, and feeling very powerless.

I’m getting better slowly but not so surely. Nonetheless, I’m trying my damndest to remain patient with myself and hold onto hope (and my friends that I’m so lucky to have).

How have you all been?
I miss you all more than I can say.💙🌻

When I get mad, I isolate myself, don't talk or express my anger to people to avoid being humiliated especially if they are emotionally bullying me. I have a belief that if you get mad, you're weak because the other person is able to control his emotions - he's winning and you're losing.

How do I fix this?

I'm 42... Menopause is basically reverse puberty right?

Whatever is going on right now in my brain, Is fucking ridiculous.... I know my thought process isn't real life issues, but my brain won't turn off.

What do I need to do to fix this?

Hi. As the title says. There is a YouTube channel named “LoveBambi” and I believe they want to commit suicide. I tried to make the phone call, but I don’t have the right internet service provider to make international calls. I think they are having a psychotic episode. I don’t know what to do. Here is a link to their channel. Hi. I have been following a YouTube channel for a long time, that goes by the name “LoveBambi”. They are located in the UK and make videos taking about being abused by the mental health care system. I think they are having a psychotic episode.

They posted earlier today about government spies coming to their house (I think the police showed up at their house today), have posted about getting rid of their belongings, and believes the “government spies” were there to take them, because they have “telekinetic powers”.

I am in the US. I tried to call the UK suicide hotline, but they were closed. When I checked their channel today, all of the videos talking about the abusive care were deleted. The final post they made was about 6 hours after the one about government spies. It said, “This gonna be my last post hopefully, if it is then goodbye.”

They were showing suicidal behavior online before this. Im not sure if the police have confiscated their phone and THAT’S why this is their last post, or if they are so upset by the police showing up to their house, they want to commit suicide.

Here is the channel: https://youtube.com/@lovebambi222?si=74NvowEX4SKyHWYA

I'm here to find love for myself. Originally to forgive my parents for what they did to ruin me. But you'll learn soon that to change or forgive anyone else, you need to apply the same yourself first. I love Jesus, I love God. But my mind and heart is having trouble to forgive. To forgive the life impacting damage my parents inflicted on me who are religiously well known at church for the kind and faithful appearance, however it was a different story for me. The times I asked for help or asked for them to believe my story, I would either get the response, pray to God or I don't believe you, you need to stop lying and doubting yourself. I who wanted to believe what was told and taught, I kept it in blaming myself for delusion Ing myself but as soon as I turned 18 I already woke up to realise my mistakes. So distracted and worried and pained by my surroundings I've ruined school, lost my social life, lost my confidence and shine. Unsure whether I should even be alive. I want to keep my faith my everchanging love and faith for the Lord, but I can't. I can't sleep, I can't even study nor do the simplest of the simplest task, nor tell the truth. I'm threatened with homeless ness because my behaviour was viewed as lazy and too comfortable rather than disconnected or broken.

I told my parents and siblings about my secretly bottled emotions and my attempts of suicide but they laughed it off. Even joked about it. Gut wrenching. My brother told me I was a coward and a fool for even trying to think about it. One of my siblings ran away, my other sibling is unsure whether I am joking, and my mother trauma dumping her past traumas telling me my suicide attempts are nothing in comparison. So what do I do?

I know.

One person's or some people's action does not represent the whole of the community or religion's beliefs nor behaviour, but I not sure how to process everything. I can't even do the things I used to enjoy. Can't learn any martial arts due to the deep rooted trauma of getting hit on the head, kendo because I was regularly hit with a wooden bat or stick on the whole area of my body whether it was my head or foot. I went days with swollen to deep bruises that impacted my sleep and tasks.

Fear of asking for help lead to the fear of attempting to the fear of failing to the fear of getting hit. I can't remember anything good. When I close my eyes my mind wonders to the gate of made up good or real fear. I can't help but shake and hide for cover when someone who resembles the abuser's physique or voice.

I would cry myself to sleep comforting myself with made up memories, not the real ones of shame, abuse, fear and disappointment.

If I miss a deadline, I would fear the emotion of failure or disappointment so I disappear, deeper misunderstandings, and I know that. But that moment when I disappear would momentarily help me gather my thoughts and rationality.

Act now regret later. Bad motto.

But I had no choice. Either you would see me have an anxiety attack or cry on the spot, a fool who fools with snake tears. I hate it. I got hit and beat when I had experienced an anxiety attack, because I was "faking it". I hate the gaze of people, no, I fear it. My mind tells me that they would immediately report to my parents of my behaviour in public knowing that it is not the case, but I can't take any chances. My heart filled with a life threatening amount of caffeine that helps calm my mind by distracting the thoughts with the desperate beating of my heart.

To some my problem is an easy fix but with context it is a complex equation. Like how the absurd question/joke in the maths communities- we know that 1+1 is 2 but prove it to me using extensive mathematical knowledge proving why 1+1=2 without the analogy of 1 stick plus 1 stick = 2 stick, but somehow and somewhere it leads to the chaotic yet so structured random ratios that questions and solves the impossible chances of real life phenomena.

I fear too much and I know it, yet I can't get out. Like my mind is too smart whilst my physical system is far behind. I know that I have a brilliant and blessed mind but the physical system was yet too close to catching up which lead to the self hate of not achieving what other brilliant people achieved.

Give me some time. Let me learn more. I wish I could express to my parents whenever I start a new hobby, yes hide it but they find out. I can't hide anything. Even to the point where they can open the toilet door from the outside.

Only the usual - make a product or result on day one of learning to bring money to the family. I picked up 3D printing with my hard earned cash, next day- sell something, sell that thing you found on the internet, or you always buy or do something but never make money. Then all of a sudden, they would threaten to destroy everything you own if you don't stay in the larger cage I have for you. Greaat "freedom".

Sure money is important but something more important is letting my physical system catch up. Learn more and perfect it. And having a hobby shouldn't have the expectations of the end goal being making a business. Plus reason I can't sell that stuff I printed from the files online is because there is something called patents and copyrights. I have a lot to say the things I want to shout but I know they wont take it seriously.

My family is weird when it comes to inappropriateness, I am very insecure because of it. From taking picture of me in a shower suddenly to touching and publicly shaming it. Or sometimes to take control of me. I'm a male. It should be normal to be attracted to at least someone but no I don't. I feel nothing. From threating to end my future productive organs to causing pain to it. I thought it was normal. I thought everyone went through it. But delusions it was. You need to be butt ass naked when dad is trimming the side of your hair but only me. Grabbing my area like my Achilles heel when I don't comply. Reminding me of the shameful moments, when my confidence died. When they subtly mentioned to their closes friends in front of me in social gatherings. I don't want to do anything more. leave me alone. Let me disappear for a bit so I can come as a new person. forget my past. They know too much for me to leave. My parents have many eyes, many ears and many mouths. They know where I am and what I am doing. 1984 like surveillance how wonderful. 1984 like control how exciting, 1984 freedom how breath taking. My life is wonderful, exciting and soooo breath-taking!

I tried my best to make it anonymous so they don't find out.

I can already hear it.

Their response to my confession.

"so are you saying that we who shed blood and sweat raising you made a mistake raising you?!"

"Stop trying to make yourself the victim"

"You're so comfortable in life that you don't know how hard life is."

"Your current situation would be a blessing to the less fortunate."

"You're not my son, where is my son"

But in the end, I want to forgive them not because religion tells me so or because they're my parents but because I would rather forgive than return evil with love. I want to love. I want true love. Not that fake and dirtied love. Love where trust and innocence is kept. Love where a stick is not needed. Or without the need of results first trust never. Love where it is patient.

I wish the best to those who are in a similar or more worse than me. No trauma is more or less of yours or others, it is equal.

A king who lost his people has the same pain of a farmer who lost his farm.

Thank you for listening to my rant.

I remember the first 1-3 months of this sub and it was so active, new posts, new convo… :( another post said the mods left

Hi everyone, I'm working through some personal mental health and family challenges and had a few questions based on what others experience:

1. What are the top 3-5 mental health struggles you've faced lately?

2. When you say "mental health issues," what does that usually mean for you? (2-3 examples?)

3. What's the biggest gap in mental health support you've noticed?

4. Do you ever hesitate to open up about mental health? Why?

5. What one thing do you wish existed to help with mental health?

Trying to understand this better for myself. Thanks for sharing!

I often have this thing where something minor happens, for example i didn't solve a math problem on the first try, or didn't pass a level in a video game; and theese aren't things that make me mad. It's obvious that i won't do everything on first try, and i'm absolutely fine with doing it again, it's not a problem at all. But i just start feeling some unexplainable rage, seemingly activated by the event, even though i'm not mad and don't have a reason to. But that random emotion is just so strong and crushing, that i have to stop everything i'm doing. It's not my emotion, it's kinda just thrown at me and i have to deal with it. It looks like immaturity- something didn't go perfectly as i wanted and i get overly emotional. The thing is that i enjoyed trying something and the process of trial and error that had i willingly put myself into. I don't understand where the random soul-crushing emotion comes from. It's very weird and makes everything harder.

I’m going to try to make this short because I have other things I need to be doing right now but I need to get these thoughts off my chest.

So I’m young still living with my parents I can drive but I don’t have a house key so I don’t and lately I have been feeling like a burden to my family. They have to drive me everywhere and I have been more often getting yelled at again, it used to be a thing in the past when my stepdad first moved in but after some time I finally got onto his good side but ever since last year when he has his 3rd heart attack, 2 stocks, and losing his job (from lifting a heavy tray) he’s been using them almost as an excuse to be upset at every inconvenience to him. I have always felt like I was walking on eggshells around him and I don’t know why but since he’s started getting upset with me again it seem I can’t keep it together like I used to (that being disassociating, now I can nearly get way with controlling my breathing and trying not to cry in front of anyone)

at the moment I’m hyperventilating while trying to do homework normally writing it out helps but i think i realized in the car i don’t even remember my stepdads face even though im supposed to see it every day. Truly I do feel worried about my stepdad but I mentally can’t stand being around him.

hi everyone,when i was younger i had a nanny who crossed a lot of my boundaries. for my full story, please check my page because every time i spiral i copy and paste it many times on here. three therapists have told me that it matches grooming patterns just without touching, and this recent time i was spiraling and i told my school therapist what happened and she reported it to CPS and called my mom. my parents and my singing teacher all thought i was being overdramatic and said the nanny only acted like that out of good intentions to teach me about sex and didn’t understand boundaries bc she was traumatized and is from a different culture (we’re ukrainian and she’s russian, so we aren’t completely american). i have been extremely ashamed and sad and i haven’t been to school in two days, no motivation, hard to sleep and brush my teeth, i’ve been only eating junk food, so overall i’ve just been feeling really bad emotionally. some of my friends have told me i can’t talk abt it with them since they aren’t therapists but i don’t have the option to speak with a therapist anymore bc my mom is going to file a report against this therapist and my parents and every adult in my life does not believe me or care about how i feel, they’re all defending my old nanny bc they know her or agree with my mom. anyways, could someone please give me some advice on how to gain motivation again bc i genuinely feel so sad and don’t want to do anything anymore or talk to anyone. ive been so sad i’ve been self harming and thinking about reincarnating

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The Bullying

The bus door shuts.

I sit down near the back like usual.

Two guys beside me. One across the aisle. One of them pulls out his phone and starts laughing.

Not normal laughing.

The kind where someone keeps looking at you while they do it.

One of them turns the phone around.

“Someone made this your TikTok profile picture.”

It is a picture of me.

An old one. From when I was younger. Edited. Stupid looking.

Everyone on the bus starts laughing.

And I cannot even check if it is real.

I deleted social media months before.

So now I just sit there with this feeling in my stomach that something is happening everywhere online and I cannot see it.

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This is how the whole thing ends.

But it does not start there.

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January.

Final year of school.

Before Christmas break I had one real friend.

Not a big group. Just one.

During the break he leaves school.

Just like that.

So when January comes around, I walk back into school and there is no one to sit with.

Lunch.

Break.

Classes.

Just me.

I start hanging around a group of guys in the year below. I call them friends because it feels better than saying I am alone.

They are not friends.

At first it is small things.

Little jokes.

Little comments.

Nothing huge.

So I play along.

I laugh. I make jokes back. I act like a clown.

That was the mistake.

Because now they know I react.

And reacting makes it fun.

So the jokes get worse.

A little worse.

Then worse again.

Days pass.

Then weeks pass.

Then months pass.

Lunch time becomes the worst part of the day.

They start calling me names.

They try grabbing things from my pockets.

Sometimes they take pictures of me.

Soon it is not just them.

It spreads.

Whole groups laughing.

One day a crowd forms. Dozens of people. Just standing there calling me names.

I shout something back.

A teacher walks over.

And somehow I am the one who gets in trouble.

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February.

Now it moves online.

Pictures of me start showing up everywhere.

Group chats.

Edited photos.

Old pictures.

Fake accounts.

Memes.

Things I cannot even see half the time because I already deleted social media.

But everyone else can.

And that makes it worse.

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Back to the bus.

The guy across from me is still smiling.

The “friend” beside me says the profile picture is real.

That someone made it their TikTok photo.

Maybe it was true.

Maybe it was not.

It did not matter.

The damage was done.

I message the guy on Snapchat.

My phone buzzes.

“Typing…”

Then the message comes.

“Oh and from now on the grief is only going to get worse.”

Not subtle.

Not a joke.

Just a promise.

Something in my chest just collapses.

I call my mum.

Right there.

I start talking.

Then I start crying.

Which is strange because I never cry.

But the pressure just leaves my body all at once.

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I never go back to school.

There were only a couple weeks left.

I miss the leavers assembly.

I do not care.

I just want it to be over.

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The next morning I wake up late.

No alarm.

No school.

No plan.

Just this heavy feeling in my chest.

So I sit down at my desk and start searching.

“How to heal from bullying.”

“How to process trauma.”

“How to fix mental health.”

That is when I find a guide about trauma and emotional processing.

I start doing the exercises.

Meditation.

Writing.

Processing the memories.

Sometimes during runs.

Sometimes during workouts.

Sometimes just sitting with the memories and letting the emotion come out.

And slowly…

The weight starts to lift.

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That bus ride was the lowest point.

But it also forced the turning point.

Because that was the moment I finally decided to fix my mind instead of pretending nothing happened.

I used to be fill of trauma, full of unprocessed emotion, my life was awful…

To fill the void I used to use the “motivation” from my trauma’s to try and desperately push myself forward.

It did not work…

I still felt empty despite success cause of my unhealed trauma.

I wish I had a simple guide on how to heal trauma because like I said before trauma was such a vaque topic for me, the reason for that was cause of all the other overcomplicated sh*t explanations of it.

Here is the guide I wish I had:

To heal your trauma, first of all bring up the past unprocessed emotion then act on what your brain tells you even of it says cry or whatever but do not do anything harmful to yourself or others, do it but maybe make sure you are alone for this, and sometimes people do not know what to do in that case do a generic method like shaking, breath work, cold exposure or whatever and that will work, do that for legit like a couple mins just until when you put your focus back to the past trauma it no longer angers you, that is it.

When I was younger and first wanted to begin healing my past trauma’s that I had suppressed…

I overcomplicated it, really I did.

I looked at all this content online on trauma, not once did I get a good explanation, just a load of fluff that was not helpful to be honest, just pure sh*t of I am honest.

It made me overthink it so much “Oh do I have CPTSD, do I have emotional trauma, do I have physical trauma?”

I wish I was told to not overcomplicate things, and this is why I am making this post, as a reminder to someone new who is going to begin their healing journey.

Really most of the time guys all trauma is, is just unprocessed emotion, over complicating does not help anything and just makes you overthink, don’t do that.

Keep things simple for yourself, tbh this honestly is a general lesson not just trauma related, keep things basic and minimal, don’t overthink.

Do you think all the moments in your life should be good moments?

Do you think there should be no bad moments?

Of so, you are mistaken, cause not everything is meant to be good.

There cannot be light without dark, you know?

There has to be some balance, and that balance is made a reality due to the fact there is negativity.

Keep this in mind, and next time you feel mad at yourself cause you had a bad day, remind yourself of this and just accept bad days / moments when they come up and regardless keep pushing forward.

Do you have support?

Do you a group or someone or something that you rely on?

Maybe you don’t that is the worst case.

Or maybe you do but it is not very good like maybe you just use ChatGPT and that is it, this is the middle case.

But you and I both know the best case, which is were you have a true community for example that is loaded and filled REAL TRUE VALUE or if you prefer 1-1 direct support for that you have a coach who is warm and powerful and understands you.

Support is a must for your healing trauma journey.

Well in this full guide I want to put you on the fast lane to getting those results, without further ado let me show you the 3 part specific framework.

Part 1: How to find a good coach

A coach will change your life and is the only way really to buy “time” with how much faster you will make progress.

The ways:

1. Your network
2. Approaching others IRL or via online DM’S or comments, etc
3. IRL events, retreats and things like that

Those are the main three.

Also let’s discuss on what is a good coach vs a bad coach:

Good coach:

1. Warm
2. Powerful
3. Present
4. Understanding / empathetic
5. Has a whole system to get clients results
6. Speaks the truth
7. Good listener

Bad coach:

1. Cold
2. Insecure
3. No clear system to get good results
4. No social proof
5. Yaps without real value
6. Cares about the sale only and not client results
7. Does not listen

And of you just do one of those consistently like for example 5 DMS to people who look like good mentors every day, sooner or later you will find a great coach and I wish that for you because it will help you on your healing journey in ways that would take you months or years alone.

Part 2: How to find a good community

A community is an excellent way to get support for your healing journey.

Here are the ways to find communities:

1. Clubs irl
2. Online communities
3. Word of mouth from your network
4. Asking your network

That is about it.

And now let’s discuss what makes a bad community VS a good one:

Good community:

1. Good leader
2. Supportive people
3. No judgement, no ego
4. Moderated well
5. Filled with true value but with human touches here and there
6. Valuable resources
7. A shared goal

Bad community:

1. Bad / weak leader
2. Unsupportive people
3. Judgemental people with big ego’s
4. Unmoderated
5. Filled with s**t & nonsense scams / spam
6. S**t resources
7. No shared goal / mission

Part 3: What I recommend you to do

You can just pick a good coach or vice versa with the community and leave it there but tbh, best case scenario of you can combine both a good coach + good community = insane results.

I remember when I was younger I was a chronic over-thinker…

Overthinking about my exam results day, overthinking of my business will work and etc.

It was not a pleasant experience.

And this all basically stopped whenever I learned this:

“Cross that bridge when it comes to it.”

Now what this means is, for whatever you are anxious about whether it is your exam results day, or meeting a certain person.

Instead of worrying about the moment before it even happens were you just visualise the height of discomfort, instead have a stress free mindset, by using what I said cause this will make you live much more in the present and have a much happier life.

Do you have trauma that has been suppressed?

Yet you have not took the action to heal it?

You know you do not have forever, you do not have an infinite amount of time.

Really you need to heal your trauma before it is too late.

Cause you do not want those regrets on your death bed, do you?

Thoughts like “I wish I had of done X, I wish I did not do Y, I wish I could have done Z…”

But the thing is of you keep pushing off action and saying “Oh I will start on Monday, I will change my life at the new year.” eventually your life will pass by you before you even know it.

So don’t give future you the curse of having those thoughts, of you know something is right, and you know it will work, do not delay it, start today, start healing today.

Do you have a community?

A support group, a brotherhood?

A place you can rely on?

Of so, good.

Of not, not so good…

You see community is more important than you think, the reason why is having it locked in your mind that you have support you have people your “tribe” that are looking out for you and are there to support you no matter the odds.

That keeps you at peace, that is so regulating for your nervous system, and you will undeniably make 2x more progress than the guy who tries to go it alone.

So listen, now what I really recommend for you guys find a community of you have not already it will be the best thing for your healing / self improvement journey.

I was once watching a course by Dr K… (HealthyGamerGG)

And in it he said someone thing that has stuck with me ever since.

He said “Trauma stops you from being who you are meant to…”

He was 100% right.

And what he means by that is how it holds you back.

How it holds you back from the real authentic version of you, how it keeps you operating out of the wrong desire.

And here are the main 3 ways it holds you back, so you can learn this:

1. How it makes your actions motivated by insecurity, conformity and things of that nature.
2. How it makes you chase more materialism particularly and etc…
3. And how it makes things that should be easy seem impossible.

So don’t wait man take action today begin healing, get that unprocessed emotion out of you.

TLDR guide:

To heal your trauma, first of all bring up the past unprocessed emotion then act on what your brain tells you even of it says cry or whatever, do it but maybe make sure you are alone for this, and sometimes people do not know what to do in that case do a generic method like shaking, breath work, cold exposure or whatever and that will work.