Hey there, it’s Kerri. Thank you so much for joining me on this latest episode of Invisible Wounds: Healing from Trauma. This is episode 43 and I’m going to talk about ways that we can get through the rest of the holiday season with a little bit of our sanity intact! I’m so glad that we’re walking the path towards healing together! So just a quick reminder, I’m not a clinician, counselor, or physician. I’m a Certified Trauma and Resiliency Life Coach, a Certified Trauma Support Specialist, Advocate, and someone with lots of lived experience with trauma. Also, the information presented in this podcast is for educational purposes only and not meant to replace treatment by a doctor or any other licensed professional. All right let’s dive in! In last week’s episode, we talked about creating your own personal “Holiday Rescue Plan” to set boundaries and say no to those toxic family gatherings. If you created one and put it into action, I’d love to hear about it! But what do we do if we feel there isn’t any way to say no? How do we deal with all of that toxic behavior and atmosphere in a new way, one in which we can still set boundaries and retain some of our sanity? How can we avoid the triggers that these holiday gatherings seem to always bring? Part of the problem is how “steeped” in tradition the holidays are. Even in toxic and dysfunctional families, there are rituals and things that for those of us with trauma, we can’t seem to shake. Often, no matter how hard we have tried to shake off our past, it still follows us into the holidays. It is a fact that traumatic holiday events and memories are a part of our past, and as we get closer to those holiday events, our nervous system begins to go right into panic mode! That impending sense of doom and feeling trapped is absolutely horrible. Not feeling like we have an option sends our over stimulated nervous system into those well-worn trauma responses. Particularly when we were abused in some way by a family member, holidays may have been times that we were forced to spend time with them. Even if we spoke up about the abuse, we may have been dismissed, not believed, told to “shut up” or “be quiet” about it and just “deal” with their abuser’s presence at holiday gatherings. Other survivors describe the holidays as feeling completely alienated or disconnected from their family and culture. This is particularly true when our collective holiday culture tells us to feel “grateful” for what we have, and we don’t feel grateful for much. Then on top of that, we feel guilt and shame for how ungrateful we DO feel! We are reminded over and over again that we “should” be grateful. Holidays can also bring about a thought process (often stoked by other family members and/or friends) that it’s our fault for how unloved and lonely we feel, that if we just “loosened up” a little, and forgave the abusive or toxic behavior, maybe we would get some of that love and belonging we so desperately crave. So as trauma survivors, our well-worn Trauma Brain with all of those go to thoughts, behaviors, emotions, and reactions will unfortunately be up front and center for the holidays! It will be the loudest voice you hear. Our Trauma Brain will absolutely connect us back to all of those awful memories from our past. We get flashbacks and are triggered over and over again during the holidays. It makes it even worse when we have to go to homes we grew up in, in towns where so much of our trauma happened. As our inner critic tells us over and over that WE are at fault, we are responsible, we are the problem. Toxic family members feel that during the holidays, they absolutely have the right (and the power) to manipulate, berate, and abuse anyone and everyone present. The more people involved, the better they “like” it. They want the attention to be on them, and what better way to get it than by hurting everyone? Or by singling out those family members they feel particularly drawn to hurt? No matter how far you’ve come in your trauma recovery, being thrust back into those old toxic and dysfunctional family patterns can make anyone feel crazy! For example, when I was a kid, we didn’t really spend much time at the holidays with my dad’s parents, the Walkers. Even when we went back to Hutchinson for Christmas every year, we spent it with my Mom’s parents (which wasn’t healthy either). My Walker grandparents my dad’s parents were only a mile or 2 away, and we’d pop in for the obligatory visit, but didn’t stay long. It wasn’t my grandfather that was the problem, he was wonderful. It was my grandmother, Ruthie, that was the problem. She was the queen of passive-aggressive behavior. Or just outright cruelty. When my little sister Erin died suddenly in mid-December of 1977, needless to say, that Christmas was the most awful, horrible time. My Walker grandparents came when she died and stayed until ...
