I feel like a broken record right now…The needle keeps pushing forward, hitting a gouge and then jolting back, repeating the same phrase over and over and over and over. I can’t get any further forward, so I am left looping, returning to the same point, ending up just a fractured piece of the song.
And I don’t know how to stop the loop.
Right now, I feel like everything I do is wrong. And if everything I do is wrong, then somehow I must be wrong. Wrong and broken.
Do people ever actually survive trauma? Or do they just slowly implode until they are just the shell of a person?