Sharing Adytum:

Adytum (ad-it-um): the most sacred place within a sacred place; the inner shrine of the heart, the place inside you where you feel a sense of awe and reverence for the privilege of being alive.

The adytum is a thin place found deep inside each of us. Most people refer to this place as their soul. Our adytum makes us more than we can imagine. We are more than how we define ourselves.

My adytum was a broken place even before I knew what that place was  . . .

Quotes:

“The world Mom and Dad described for me was coloured by some dark secrets. I learned from a young age why they held their secrets inside to only rarely spill out during the most awful conversations.”

“I watched my father’s face twist into a horror with aversion so intense that it changed his features.”

“I held all of that pain in my hands. He had revisited his nightmares—for me”

“I did not want to provoke his rage or his sadness. God only knew which way it would go with him and his silences.”

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PTSD can be awakened in children by parents who suffer and share that suffering with them. This is what happened to me. I have what is termed Generational PTSD. I absorbed the trauma from my parents and made it my own.