By Brad Final Thoughtss (MAGA Viral News)
TRAUMA DOES NOT DEFINE YOU
Trauma does not define you. It is also not something you can use as an excuse when you make mistakes. I sat with mine for a long time before I realized I was only continuing the cycle.
A CHILDHOOD MARKED BY ABUSE
When I was 3 years old, I was removed from my mother’s home along with my brother and my sister due to abuse ranging from sexual to physical. My biological father was a drug-addicted pedophile. He would put cigarettes out on me for crying, and when that didn’t work, it would get more brutal. For example — and at the same time, remember I was only three years old — my mother was working. She had a friend at the house watching us. She didn’t trust my father to be alone with us. This babysitter fell asleep, and at some point I started crying. When I wouldn’t stop crying, he took me into the kitchen, put a rag over my face, and poured water over it. When that did not work, he proceeded to beat me in the head with a broomstick as I lay on the ground in the kitchen. The impact was hitting my head against the ground until the broom gave in. That is when the babysitter woke up.
THE DAY EVERYTHING CHANGED
The crazy part is that all of the brutal things that took place were not the reason I was taken into custody. My biological father was out. DFS showed up to my house while he was gone. It was around the first of the month. My mother had just received food stamps, but my biological father had the food stamp card. There was no food in the fridge or cabinets. DFS asked for proof that we had means to get food. My biological father was driving home when he saw the police officer and the van outside, assumed they were there for a warrant, and kept driving.
Not to say that was a bad thing, because it ended up with me and my siblings being removed from the situation.
LESSONS LEARNED THROUGH PAIN
Now, I can’t tell you that trauma doesn’t define you without telling you a little bit of my trauma. Between living with my grandparents, foster homes, and group homes, and 10 years of therapy, I’ve learned a little bit about life. In those group homes, I heard stories from others that were worse than mine, and then I realized there’s always someone going through something — some worse than you. Most stay silent to avoid bringing the images back. You will never fully understand why someone who is supposed to love you did terrible things to you.
CONFRONTING THE DEMONS AND BREAKING THE CYCLE
Breaking the cycle takes not giving them the power and confronting those demons head-on. You owe it to your future, to your kids, and your legacy depends on it.
TAKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR MY OWN DECISIONS
Before I realized I could take the power into my own hands, I told myself it was the trauma that led me down a life of drugs, alcohol, and meaningless sex. It took me a long time to realize I used all of those things to try to feel something other than the pain, but it was even more difficult to realize I was blaming someone not for the mistakes they made, but for my own — because that abuse ended years ago, and I’m making my own decisions now, and so are you.
BUILDING A BETTER FUTURE FOR THE NEXT GENERATION
The only thing you must realize is that what happens now, moving forward, is your decision. So break the cycle of pain and suffering, because now you have tools that others do not. When raising your kids, you will know how important it is to be there, to love, and to make sure the next generation doesn’t feel the pain and suffering that you had to endure. You get to live in the happiness that you didn’t get when you were a child every time you bring a smile to them.
THERE IS ALWAYS HELP AVAILABLE
There are always resources and help if you need someone to talk to. For resources, feel free to DM me on any of my social media accounts, or feel free to share your story with me as I have with you.
YOU ARE NEVER ALONE
You are never alone — there are always resources and people willing to listen. If you need someone to talk to, my DMs are open on all of my social platforms. Feel free to reach out for resources, or to share your story with me, just as I’ve shared mine with you.
