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The SilenceTrauma

Certain Sounds Change the Room

Dear Delyara, I don’t always need a memory for trauma to return. Sometimes a sound is enough. A raised voice in another room. A sudden bang. The particular sharpness in someone’s tone when they are more irritated than the situation deserves. My body reacts before I can explain anything to myself. The room changes instantly. My breath shortens. My muscles tighten. Something in me prepares, even if the present moment is technically safe. That’s one of the loneliest parts of trauma — the body’s intelligence can feel so much faster than language. It makes ordinary moments expensive.

Anonymous