Story Time. In 2016, 6 months later my “fake alert”, in july, I had the first Panic Attack of my life. I was terrified, thought gonna die or loose my sanity. I was at work, and suddenly it happened. My mind lost control on my body. Or today, I would say that my body took control on my mind, in order to communicate. At that season, I was angry, frustrated and stressed out, perhaps depressed, apathic, and I couldn’ t relate to my inner wisdom. There wasn’t any. My soul launched me an alert to say “hello, nobody’s home?”. One way to … Continue reading Panic attacks
Today, on my Facebook, a quote comes out from past year. It is a poem on “rising phoenix”, as following: The phoenix from the flame You will learn You will rise You’ll return Being what you are… There is no other Troy For you to burn My cousin was working on a poems book which actually manifested a few months later. On 13th december 2017 I went to visit him. He was promoting his first poems book on an evening in a Church. This is his kind of thing. He was speaking out his love for this girl (his bright … Continue reading The Phoenix Rises!
The PTSD Beautiful Trauma Project was born in France, in 2018, after 3 years from terrorist attacks to the “Charlie Hebdo Magazine” Board Office. Despite not being an activist, neither politically, nor labour councillor, I felt soon concerned and, in fact, I was. They say that, if you want to grow and evolve, in a lifetime, you get what you need, and not what you want. This was my case. After multiple and unfortunate events, in Paris suburbs (2015), I woke up from burn out one mild day in mid-September, and I finally began my journey with struggling with PTSD as trauma survivor. The social, both personal and professional, context … Continue reading The PTSD Beautiful Trauma Project.