This zine is part of a larger ongoing project called Permission to exist, it’s an account of my journey through Complex PTSD and trauma. In the beginning of the Covid-19 pandemic I found myself living alone and feeling isolated. During this time I began meeting with my Psychotherapist more often and being able to access deeper layers of my ongoing trauma work.
As I accessed these deeper layers of trauma I began to give myself permission to exist as myself. Sometimes that meant boundless creativity and happiness and other times it meant self depreciation and hatred, whatever it was I showed up for myself.
Trauma is a gift you didn’t ask for, it’s something willed upon you by others often experiencing their own trauma. Unfortunately once you’ve experienced trauma it’s yours to deal with. There are a lot of feelings wrapped up in that experience. You are often lost in Trauma Land, passing through many levels of dissociation, unaware of the time that is passing and often unaware of your own body.
