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TRAUMA TREASURE

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BRIGID HOLDER

BRIGID HOLDER

by Karen Humphries

I ONCE THOUGHT TRAUMA WAS A DIRTY WORD. LET ME ASSURE YOU TRAUMA ISN’T EASY, ESPECIALLY WITH AN INFLEXIBLE MINDSET THAT IS FEAR-BASED. THERE’S A SCALE OF TRAUMA THAT WE ALL EXPERIENCE ON SOME LEVEL.

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At the most basic level, there is the trauma of the juggle for the busy working mother. There’s the trauma of the hustle of wearing all the hats of the small business operator. Constantly juggling a myriad of tasks that we aren’t always an expert in.

There’s the trauma of often being the family balancer for others. This often equates to meeting the key selection criteria for employment as a UN hostage negotiator.

Working for yourself gifts you the spectrum of experiences, the roller coaster of highs and lows and hopefully a smile that at the end of the financial year when you’ve been successful.

The trauma of a cancer diagnosis is also right up there on the Richter scale of stress because it immediately invokes fear of dying, fear of missing out, and even death of your expectations of how you thought your life would pan out. And then there is the trauma of being entrapped within a dysfunctional mammogram biopsy machine for over an hour with failed pain relief. Here’s the thing, I found the gift in that experience as well, and have been able to invoke change for us all moving forward.

The short version of this horrific story was the mammogram biopsy machine experienced a glitch with me in it. The pain relief provided didn’t work and I was stuck in the machine for over an hour. Not a great experience and please let me assure you that due to my subsequent complaint that should never happen again – for anyone.

Healing the post traumatic stress that came with this entrapment gifted me with the realisation that my biggest ally is my inner self.

Read the full article in Mumpreneur Movement Magazine Taking The Leap To Take The Lead issue.

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