“Facing a fate we cannot change, we are called to make the best of it by rising above ourselves and growing beyond ourselves.”
― Viktor Frankl
We think that we are free, that we decide our destiny. We think that we’re in charge, that we’re the author of our lives.
To some extent we are.
And to some extent we aren’t.
Viktor Frankl, the psychiatrist who penned the words above, was sent (as a young man) to several concentration camps. I can’t imagine this was in his plan for his life.
And yet that is where Viktor Frankl found himself.
Bringing it Closer to Home
I wonder what you’d wanted, and expected for your life.
I wondered what then happened. What derailed you from that course.
Who ripped up all your plans, the plans you’d carefully designed? The plans your dreams had fashioned. Normal – reasonable – good plans.
We know the holocaust survivors suffered from PTSD.
Your life is changed for ever when you’re traumatized like that.
You’re psyche bears the scars. Those wounds – perhaps they never heal.
You don’t ‘put that behind you’ and pick up your hopes and dreams.
And yet ….
And yet …
There still are those who flourished.
Yes, of course, they needed help. They needed to be heard. Their story witnessed. Awful things!
They needed other people to be horrified like them. To understand their suffering.
The injustice of it all.
They needed to believe they could embrace their life again.
To not let this define. Steal their future. Everything.
What about You?
It isn’t always over when we’re deeply traumatized.
It feels like life has ended – there’s no question about that.
But maybe you can work through all the pain and suffering. Pick up the broken pieces and design a different life.
“When writing the story of your life, don’t let anyone else hold the pen.”
― Harley Davidson