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Originally Posted by lucidity11
I would have felt very similar. I see the world as unsafe. I used to work for a park and needed to be in the woods alone to do my job.
I used to bring something to protect myself. I never talked long to anyone on the trail that looked out of place. And if a stranger out of no where told me I was pretty I would switch into protection mode and been very wary. It used to make me mad that I had fear. I hate being fearful. But past trauma is hard to shake.
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Thank you for validating my feelings. I love the woods!! There is such peace there and no stress. When I'm running I don't have to be anything. That's what the trail has been to me since I started counseling.
To think that I have to be concerned to be "watchful" and "on guard" takes all of that away from me and makes it scary. It's not a safe place to go away anymore.
There was a time in the spring, when water was high on the side of the trail, and I had a fear of snakes. I took out one evening with that on my mind and it was a horrible place to endure. No peace or safety. Not sure what I'm trying to say.
Thank you!