Your Body Keeps Score.

Trauma stored in the throat often feels like a burning sensation

Does anyone else ever experience a random tightness in their throat? One moment you are fine the next you are massaging your neck looking for pain relievers trying to ease the ache. It often feels like there is an object that cannot dislodge no matter what you do. You cannot speak and clearing your throat does not ease the ache. Then suddenly, or slowly, it disappears. Does anyone else experience that, or is it just me? If so, I hate to break it to you but that is trauma stored in your body. Its so weird because we live with our traumas thinking that its a normal pain you just got used to that will eventually go away on its own. As human beings we have never realised how fragile we are. How trauma deeply affects us. That it lives on within us a day to day. Hidden in plain sight.

I used to think that the shaking I felt in my stomach was normal. That everyone experienced it. That was until one day I started shaking uncontrollably. My friend at the time was so surprised at this. He tried calming me down but I just could not relax. All I remember was my teeth clashing, I could not see clearly. I felt cold and hot at the same time and I felt this intense fear and terror. Everyone could notice something was off with me. Eventually I calmed down but at that moment I realised something was not right with me. After tons of research and self evaluation, I realised I had trauma stored in my body. And the trauma was stored in my stomach stemmed from fear in my childhood. Trauma can be extremely crippling but most people are not even aware they have it. Especially in the society we live in where mental health issues and therapy is frowned upon. It is only recently that people have only begun to speak up about it. I am still in the process of identifying my trauma and where it originated from let alone healing it. This is one of the most tedious exhausting and frustrating times of my life. I am not going to pretend I am an expert in this. I am just a person who has recognised I have trauma stored in my body. I read an article that said " Your body keeps score." Your body has memories of your past and your experiences. Unfortunately, most people are not aware of this. The journey to healing my trauma has been chaotic and stressful but hopefully I will get to the other side.

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