I remember just being shy of 20-years-old when a counselor at the counseling center of my university asked me if I had ever considered myself a trauma survivor.
Trauma? What was that? I had always thought the way I was raised was intended to instill in me resilience and independence. It is only now, about a decade after this first encounter in therapy, do I realize that what I experienced is a result of generational trauma that my family and my other immigrant families, experienced in their country of origin and new countries as well.
My parents and I immigrated to the United States in the early 90s. When we did, it was as if our surroundings changed but the inside of our apartment and our nuclear family did not.Read more on themighty.com