{"id":9978,"date":"2020-10-14T08:56:10","date_gmt":"2020-10-14T13:56:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=9978"},"modified":"2020-10-14T08:56:30","modified_gmt":"2020-10-14T13:56:30","slug":"trauma-isnt-a-competition","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2020\/10\/14\/trauma-isnt-a-competition\/","title":{"rendered":"trauma isn&#8217;t a competition"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Full disclosure, I was the toxic friend.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Before coming to MSA, I used to go to a very small private school. I attended this school from Pre-k 3 to sophomore year, making that a full 14 years with relatively the same 40 classmates. I jumped around to a few different friends groups over the years and eventually stuck with my current one in middle school.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Each of our lives were deeply complicated from a young age, due to one thing or another. When certain, intensely emotional things happen in life, the natural thing you&#8217;d want to do is talk about it with someone! However, it&#8217;s difficult to talk about it with your friends when they&#8217;ll interrupt you saying sometime like &#8220;Well, that&#8217;s not as bad as what I&#8217;ve been through!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I have also been guilty of this. While in middle school, I somehow came up with the idea that if my life was more tragic, then that would have me better than everyone else. So I embellished my own hardships as way to invalidate other people&#8217;s.<\/p>\n<p>Now at this current point in time, my friends and I are in much better places. So I&#8217;m not here to bash them or bash myself for acting this way in the past. This is just a warning to those who may be acting this way now.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t. Compare. You&#8217;re. Hardships. To. Other. People&#8217;s.<\/p>\n<p>This is such toxic behavior. Because my feelings were always being belittled by others that didn&#8217;t take them seriously, it took me a long time to realize that my feelings actually mattered and that I shouldn&#8217;t feel guilty about them. I know that someone will always have it worse than I will, but that should never invalidate how I feel about my own problems.<\/p>\n<p>Things like grief and sadness affect people differently! And different events can trigger different emotions and reactions from different people! So everyone&#8217;s feelings are okay, because they should be allowed to feel however they&#8217;re feelings.<\/p>\n<p>I have since learned how to be a better listener, friend, and just person in general. Sure, my life may be waaaay harder than whoever is talking to me about their problems. And it may not be! It&#8217;s irrelevant! What&#8217;s important is that I listen to them and encourage them to work through how their feeling, because in the end, that&#8217;s what&#8217;s going to be better for both of us!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Full disclosure, I was the toxic friend. Before coming to MSA, I used to go to a very small private school. I attended this school from Pre-k 3 to sophomore year, making that a full 14 years with relatively the same 40 classmates. I jumped around to a few different friends groups over the years &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2020\/10\/14\/trauma-isnt-a-competition\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;trauma isn&#8217;t a competition&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":54,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9978"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/54"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9978"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9978\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10025,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9978\/revisions\/10025"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9978"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9978"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9978"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}