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The Unspoken Realities of Recovering from Trauma: A Journey Through the Maze of Healing and Hope

The Shock of Survival: When the Real Battle Begins

When the dust settles and the chaos fades, there’s a moment of realization: you survived. For a fleeting second, that feels like enough. You’re breathing. Your heart is beating. But survival is just the beginning. No one tells you that the hardest part isn’t the trauma itself, but what comes after.

The silence that follows the storm is deafening. Your mind replays the trauma in an endless loop. Even when the world around you is calm, your thoughts scream, your heart races. You want to move on, but you feel trapped in that moment, a prisoner to memories that refuse to fade.

Healing Isn’t a Straight Path: Navigating the Twists and Turns

I used to think healing was like climbing a staircase—each step leading you steadily toward recovery. But it’s not. Healing is a maze. You stumble forward, take a wrong turn, double back, and hit dead ends. Some days, it feels like progress. Other days, you feel lost again.

No one tells you that setbacks aren’t failures. They’re part of the journey. Even when you feel like you’re sliding backward, you’re still moving. Every twist, every turn teaches you something new. It’s a dance between progress and struggle, and each step counts, even the ones that hurt.

The Lonely Journey Within: Facing the Shadows Alone

Trauma is isolating. Friends and family say, “I’m here for you,” and they mean it. But there are corners of your mind no one else can reach. The weight of your experience feels uniquely yours. You try to explain, but words fall short, tangled in emotions too raw to share.

No one tells you that some parts of healing require solitude. Facing those shadows alone doesn’t mean you’re abandoned. It means you have the strength to confront your pain, to hold the key to your own freedom. And that strength is something to be proud of.

The Body Remembers: Healing Beyond the Mind

Trauma doesn’t just live in your mind; it lives in your body. Tight shoulders. Shaking hands. A heart that races without reason. Even when your mind begins to heal, your body holds onto the fear.

No one tells you how important it is to reconnect with your physical self. Breathing exercises. Gentle touch. Placing a hand over your heart and whispering, “You’re safe now.” These small acts remind your body that the danger has passed. Healing isn’t just mental; it’s physical, too.

Finding Joy in Small Wins: The Building Blocks of Healing

In the chaos of recovery, we crave big milestones—the day the nightmares stop, the moment fear disappears. But healing is built on smaller victories. The first genuine laugh. A night of uninterrupted sleep. A moment of calm in a place that once triggered panic.

No one tells you to celebrate these wins, but they matter. They’re proof that healing is happening, even when it feels invisible. Each small victory is a brick in the foundation of your recovery. These moments are the real markers of progress. Celebrate them. You’ve earned it.

Growth and Grief: Rising Stronger Through the Pain

Recovering from trauma is a paradox. You grow, but you also grieve. You mourn the person you were before the trauma. You grieve the time lost, the innocence stolen, the parts of you that may never be the same.

But from that grief, something new emerges. Resilience. Strength. Wisdom. The person who walks out of the maze isn’t the same as the one who entered it. And maybe that’s okay. Maybe the goal isn’t to return to who you were, but to embrace who you’ve become—stronger, wiser, and braver than you ever imagined.

Walking Together Through the Maze: You Are Not Alone

If there’s one truth to hold onto, it’s this: You are not alone. The maze feels isolating, but there are others walking their own labyrinths of healing. Their paths may be different, but the struggle, the hope, and the determination are the same.

Trauma may have been the storm, but healing is the rebuilding. It’s messy, exhausting, and sometimes it feels endless. But brick by brick, moment by moment, you’re creating a new foundation—one that is stronger, wiser, and capable of holding a hopeful future.

You are healing. You are growing. And no matter how long the journey takes, that is enough.

Stay strong, stay honest, and keep walking through the maze. You’ve got this.

Corey Welch

Author | Mental Health Advocate

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I'm new here!

Hi, my name is Jelly1471. I'm here because I was in a severe car accident a year ago and I’ve been experiencing dissociation everyday feeling like I’m not real or I’m dead or in a dream. I’m scared or tense all the time. I have trouble sleeping I don’t have flashbacks of my accident. I think that is because I don’t remember any of it. I have nightmares which wake me up and I don’t get much sleep and I just wanted to find people who struggle aswell and might be able to give me tips.

#MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #PTSD

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Exhausted

I didn't sleep well last night. I kept waking up every hour. I had nightmares about my dad and my partner. When I woke up I didn't have any pain but now my back hurts pretty bad. I took 2 aspirin and half of a Norco 2 hours ago.

My partner is getting a gift from me today. I ordered her a teddy bear hoodie dress and an eared winter hat. I hope she likes it. I'm giving her the hat today but I'm waiting till Yule to give her the hoodie dress.

I was hungry so I went to look in my fridge for food and found a bowl of leftover noods from last night. So I made them with sundried tomato Alfredo sauce and Parmesan cheese. Oh wow it was really yummy.

#ChronicPain #BackPain #foodieadventures

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Channeling my rage and heartbreak

I had to end a close friendship because of a devastating and traumatic betrayal. I no longer grieve the loss of the friendship. Instead, I turn to the heartbreak and pain. He absolutely stabbed me in the chest. I felt like I was already dying inside, and he basically killed me. I spend my whole day doing damage control ro nake sure I don't self harm, spiral, or make things worse. In my heart I yearn for forgiveness and mercy. But the angry part of me wants to see him suffer. For the nightmares I have each night, for the fact that every day I struggle against self harm, suicide, and relapse. For treating his best friend like dirt. I'm speaking from the part of me that's in pain and I want God to show him kindness and mercy and I pray for that, and I pray that he doesnt suffer. But fuck, the anger inside me wants him to. I feel an anger and hateed in my heart too painful and raw to speak about here. Anger is stigmatized, and the thoughts I have about him would lead to condemnation from others. But I'm fighting not to relapse, to keep afloat in part because of the damage he did to me. And the only way I can avoid relapsing, self harming, and attempting suicide is to work WITH my rage and anger instead of trying to bury it, hide it, or run/distract from it. It feels good to write these words. It feels good to finally not have to internalize how I feel. It feels good to tell God the worst thoughts I'm having, and to not be judged for it.

And none of these feelings really reflect my true will. I don't wish anyone harm and would pray it be otherwise, but I need to process these feelings in order to heal. And that means expressing my anger.

#MentalHealth
#BorderlinePersonalityDisorder
#Depression
#Grief
#Selfharm
#Suicide
#MightyTogether
#MightyTogether

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TW: DV, self-harm

A girl went to Bavaria

To have a boy with a beast.

The girl became woman and the beast hid.

The boy was broken

At the altar of the man he'd be.

The child, lost. The beast, found.

Nightmares, real.

Custody. Visitation. Court. Horrors the boy quickly learned to fear.

Cut.

The thoughts away.

The flesh, too. It was weak. Weak as the mind.

The bits of boy were hung as decorations

To be remembered and lost and refused and to never, ever grow.

An epitaph to a child lost to hurt.

The man, born of fear, learned hate. Learned seclusion.

He was so good

At hiding.

The man used fear as armor against himself.

Guilt as a helm and agony as a weapon.

The door closed to the experience of being a child.

Its ponderous weight was his to swing.

All he swung was his torture. He swings still and, oh, how he longs to stop.

His arms, heart, mind are tired.

The world was, indeed, kept at bay

And he finally knows the cost.

It cost one boy. Innocent and confident and beautiful.

It cost the whole world for it was closed to him with the door's swing.

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It's been a rough day

I woke up with pain. My back, including my spine, has been bad for a while now but the last 3 weeks in particular it's been worse. The half of a Norco hasn't been helpful. The CBD cream takes the edge off. I've had CBD cream put on my back 3x today. It still hurts.

I also had a really bad tummy ache when I woke up. It got progressively worse until I had to run to the bathroom and got sick. Now it's very mild discomfort.

I didn't sleep well last night. I kept waking up from nightmares. I dreamt my partner told me she was just using me for a place to stay and she didn't love me. Not fun times.

I've eaten twice today but I can't remember what I had for breakfast. The day has been a blur. Speaking of blur... My double vision has been awful today. I have to really focus my eyes to prevent it but it's been really bad. My appointment with my opthalmologist is next month. I gotta call the office and get their fax number.

I also gotta call my neurologist for an appointment. The emgality isn't working. And the sumatriptan only works about 50 percent of the time. I'm gonna see if I can get vyepti.

I've got an appointment next week for an injection in my jaw. We're testing a theory about the cause of my migraine. I have very bad TMJ on my left side.

I've got an appointment scheduled for next week Friday to go get groceries with my BHH nutritionist. She wants to meet my partner. We're gonna go to my favorite donut shop before the groceries. It's just a little gift for my birthday to myself.

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New space, same 4 walls

So I'm no longer in bed, I'm now stuck on couch 😂 my partner carried me to the couch this morning, so I could still talk to him while he was working from home.

I've taken my painkillers and it's time for a nap so he's going out to get some shopping and something to try and cheer me up a bit. (I've asked him to keep a look out for a new body, he says he'll have a look, might be some Xmas deals on 🤣)

Had a terrible night, bad pain, toilet trips and really bad nightmares, why does it all happen at once? I'm still feeling rubbish and mental health is really taking a hit, but I am so lucky to have him, I honestly don't know what I'd do without him. One day at a time. #Depression #MentalHealth #CrohnsDisease #ChronicPain #ChronicIllness #InflammatoryBowelDiseaseIBD #PTSD

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Pain

My skull is pounding, my entire back is awful, and my tummy is upset. My partner gave me meds 10 minutes ago. I'm wearing my heating pad and it's cranked up to 6 for an hour. I'm hoping the meds work. I feel absolutely miserable. I haven't had a BM since Saturday. But my partner went through my tea collection and we found a berry and aloe tea that tastes like bubblegum and makes me poop. I'll try making some tomorrow. Every time I move, my back goes crunch. I didn't sleep well last night... More nightmares about my dad. I had done so much work to deal with my PTSD and my mom undid it in 5 minutes. I've need to find journal prompts about PTSD.

#ChronicPain #BackPain #Migraine

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I wish she understood

My mom has no concept of what flashbacks are like. I have been having them every night since Sunday. I tried explaining it but she is a gaslighting bitch. Then she said she could remember one time when he hit me. But in her eyes that's normal. I was terrified of my dad. And my mom tried to hit me when I was young. She was tiny and weak so I was able to stop her. But she'd say "just wait till your dad gets home". I'm exhausted cuz I keep waking up from my nightmares. I just wish I could talk to my mom without drama.

#Gaslighting #PostTraumaticStressDisorder

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Flashbacks

The fight with my mom over the weekend triggered a few nightmares about my dad and people I went to grade school with. I've been trying to just ignore how intense they are but I'm not handling it well. Then today I had to message flutter to say thank you for sending me my smartwatch and phone charger. And then we chatted a little bit. I felt awkward. I'm just hoping for no more flashbacks. My head hurts.

#PostTraumaticStressDisorder

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