There is something about trauma that changes you, who you are, and even something primal and permanent inside of you. You become one of the people whom bad things can happen to. Your reality shifts from safety and security to possibility and fear. Immediately thereafter, you realize in an undefinable way that you are unsafe. Not because the world is unsafe, but because bad things can visit your world and can hurt you in ways that you could not have imagined pre-trauma. Sometimes, post-trauma, we do believe that our universe is unsafe, we generalize our experience to the world.
Somehow, we are never the same. Random events, unexpected events can come upon us, hurt us, scar us, leave us in fear forever. Etched into our brain, always there is the clear and present knowledge that trauma can come – in a very personal way – to us.
