Beyond Our Past Trauma

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Christopher and Nico at the Polynesian Resort at Walt Disney World. March 28, 2025.


We enter the world screaming, born into a moment of raw shock. Sadly, that’s not the only trauma we’ll face. Life throws trials and tribulations our way, far beyond the chaos of birth. Trauma weaves itself into our daily existence, and for most of us, it’s an overwhelming reality. 

Moving on from past pain is excruciatingly hard. How do you untangle a mess that has shattered you and taken control of your life? Platitudes like “God won’t give you more than you can handle” or “everything happens for a reason” ring hollow when you’re grappling with devastation. They don’t lessen the blow—they just echo in the void. When tragedy strikes, some manage to pick up the pieces, rebuild, and move forward. Others, weighed down by additional stressors, struggle to break free. Life doesn’t wait—it’s a relentless current: keep living, or you’ll be left behind.We can stay broken, a heap of scrap metal, glass, and rebar, or we can rebuild from the ground up. 

Giving up is easy—blaming others, letting anger and pain consume us, and wallowing in self-pity takes no effort. But surviving the mess, facing our fears, and pulling ourselves out of despair? That’s the hard part.The human spirit, though, is relentless. It pushes us to get our act together, to rebuild until we’re stronger than before. Our egos are fragile, whispering doubts of failure, but we must summon the strength to declare, “I refuse to live like this.” 

Rebuilding isn’t just about putting one foot in front of the other. It’s about sifting through the smoldering wreckage of loss, piecing yourself back together like a jigsaw puzzle, and making change a way of life.This isn’t a quick fix or a fake smile to mask anxiety and depression. If you don’t confront your trauma head-on, it festers as doubt, clouding your ability to find wonder in a sunset, awe in a mountain’s majesty, dreams in the vastness of an ocean, or joy in a cuddly animal’s innocence.Stop warring with yourself. Not every wound will heal, and that’s okay. 

Coping doesn’t always mean closure—it means learning to live with the scars. Encouragement alone won’t cut it; sometimes, tough talk is what shakes you awake.It’s okay to be brittle. Vulnerability isn’t weakness—it’s human. You are not defined by your trauma but by how you face it. Don’t play the victim. Fight the battle, rebuild with strength, and don’t look back. You may never forget the pain, but you can rise above it and become everything you were meant to be. Stand tall in the rubble of your past. Let that be your legacy.



Max and Blake are waiting for the Monorail. Just like their brothers did at their age. March 28, 2025. 


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