Multiple "mini-traumas"
I was talking to my T the other day about various other things I call "mini-traumas" in my childhood, things that in my estimation weren't as severe as the sexual abuse by my brother, or the physical abuse by my father. But nevertheless, I think they contributed to the whole hell of what I called childhood. Examples:
There are other examples, but this gives you an idea. I guess the reason I classify them as "mini-traumas" is that they are one-time events, not ongoing things like the physical and sexual abuse were.
Where do you think these kind of events fit into things? Significant? Insignificant?
- When I was 5 (mid 1960s), my family was going somewhere in our station wagon one night. I was sitting in the back seat in the middle, my oldest brother to my left, my next older brother to my right. As we rounded a sharp curve in the road, my brother's door on the left flew open and he fell out. I remember it so vividly, I was screaming, screaming, screaming. I don't know if it was because of him or if I was so terrified I would be next. I don't remember us stopping, backing up, etc., although obviously we did. I just remember the shock and horror of seeing him fall from the car into the darkness of the night.
- When I was about 8 or 9, I was walking from my house to a little store about 2 houses away. A couple of boys about 18 or 19 were coming from the other way, and one of them grabbed me by the arm and started mouthing at me while his friend laughed. Again, I started screaming which apparently scared them and they ran off. I ran back home crying and never told anyone about it.
There are other examples, but this gives you an idea. I guess the reason I classify them as "mini-traumas" is that they are one-time events, not ongoing things like the physical and sexual abuse were.
Where do you think these kind of events fit into things? Significant? Insignificant?