From being on 1:1 arm’s length because I was too much of a risk to myself; to dancing in my room a year later because I’m on hourly checks and being trusted to have unescorted leave! Recovery takes time 💙🤍❤️🩹
trauma is like being locked in a room, lights turned off, tied to a chair.
forced to watch the worst parts of your history's past over and over, day and night.
all while an audience chants,
“just get over it, just set yourself free!' while they refuse to hand you the key
After two long years on 1:1s and 2:1s, I’ve finally reached hourly observationsjust one check an hour. This time last year, Meg couldn’t keep herself safe for even 10 minutes. Now, I’ve shown that I can stay safe long enough for staff to trust that I’m okay to be on my own🤍🪬
Six months ago, I felt completely trapped — on constant 1:1 support and unable to be left alone for even five minutes.
Fast forward to today: I’m down to half-hourly checks. Just two checks an hour.
Progress doesn’t always come in big leaps. Sometimes it’s quiet, steady steps.