Traumatizing Quotes Novels & Stories

Marami pa akong sinabi sa kanya at talagang nakinig lang siya sa akin, kitang-kita ko sa mga mata niya na walang halong panghuhugas ang mga iyon. "You're so strong, I admired you a lot for being so brave. Not everybody can do that, some can't handle that kind of pain. That can handle trauma, some are still stuck because of the past that they are still living and haunted by," he seriously said, he's like saying all those words by experiences.

“I’m sorry. It’s true that I started this bet because I want to irritate you. It's also true that I haven’t moved on from Juvilan but I’m really starting to like you. I don’t like commitment because I have a terrible experience trusting men.” Yumuko siya at rinig ko ang pagbuntong-hininga niya. “It’s nobody’s responsibility to deal with the triggers to your traumas, do not use that excuse to hurt and confuse someone. You have to deal with your fear and past trauma. Learn to cope with them in a way that won’t affect you in later life and don’t expect everybody else or speak a certain way you desire.”

Kaya niya akong buohin, kasabay ng kaya niya rin akong durugin gamit lamang ang salita. Words can hurt us more than physical intention right? That physical pain,heal at a right time, but the pain inside our heart last.we can say that we already heal by the wounds, but we can cover up the scars because it remain! There still have a phantom of pain that were trying to ignore.. Do it ever happen to you? Have you ever heard someone say that they can't love you anymore?

paliwanag niya naman. Napatango naman ako. "Ahhh, baka noong..." Napatingin ako kay Uncle Troy bago dugtungan ang sasabihin. "The breakup that happened. Limang buwan din akong umiiyak—" "When I say trauma, it's something deeper, tragic, and scary." Napatulala naman ako sa doktor. "W-Wala naman po akong natatandaang may nangyaring sobrang lala sa akin, dok."

"I did find the one, at alam mo 'yan." "Come on, it's been more than ten years. Hanggang ngayon ba ay siya pa rin?" "Just because I haven't moved on from the pain she caused me doesn't mean I still love her." Huminto siya at hinarap ito. "Hindi ba at ang sabi nila, kung hindi ka pa nakaka-move on ay hindi ka pa rin tapos na mahalin ang taong iyon?" Umiling ito. "Not in my case, Trini. The love I had for that woman was long gone, but the pain and trauma she gave me remains deep in my soul. And this is probably the reason why I couldn't find someone to love. I was traumatized."

I whispered before looking at him with sadness. Isa sa nagiging dahilan ng matinding sakit at lungkot sa akin ay makarinig ng kwento na kapareho ng dinanas ko. Tanggap ko nang naging biktima na ako e— pero mas mabigat kapag nakakarinig ako na may iba pang katulad ko na biktima. Why can't this world be kind enough to spare children and teens from traumatizing experiences? Bakit kailangang idamay ng matatanda ang mga bata sa mga makamundong bagay?

I am sitting on a huge chunk of stone while busy watching the waves that comes back and forth in the black sand. I placed my two elbow on my legs and rested my chin on my arm. My eyes stared at the sun as it painted the sky red orange. It ignites the clouds below it as if they, and the water, itself were on fire. While watching the sun sets, I suddenly remembered a line on one of the books that i've read. It says there that there is a sunrise after the sunset, so don't hold on to the past and move on to the present. But can I do that if the trauma that inflicted in my brain is so deep that even after all those years, I still can't move on?

Marahas siyang lumayo, tila ba ang hawak na iyon ay nakakapaso. "Anong klaseng hustisya ang hustisyang huli na?" Hisis niya, ang boses ay puno ng poot at desperasyon. "Tell me! Kapag ba napanagot ang masamang tao, mabubura na ang lahat ng pinagdaanan ko noon? Will it make the trauma go away as if it never happened?"

He finished putting the plates on the tray and he put the tray outside and came back in. I saw how his face was contorted with a frustrated expression while walking back. He's not okay. Tumawa naman ako dahil sa naging sagot niya sa akin. But that laugh is not a happy laugh, more like a frustrated laugh. "I'm not some sissy, Elijah." Napapailing ako. He's treating me like a weak being who cannot handle some trauma. I know it's difficult to overcome trauma, but I'm different. I don't dwell in my misery because I know it won't benefit me. It's a matter of psychological decision. If you want to cage yourself and nurture the fear, you will be forever caged in unpleasant dreams and anxiety.

Parang nanghihina ang mga tuhod ko. Parang nawawala ang lahat ng gusto kong sabihin. At kapag ngumingiti siya... Pakiramdam ko umiinit ang buong mukha ko. Hindi ko maintindihan. Ganito ba talaga ang pakiramdam ng isang taong unti-unting umiibig? O may mali na talaga sa akin? Minsan natatakot ako. Paano kung epekto lang ito ng traumang nangyari sa akin?