Who would I be without trauma?
Perchance happier, but less wise;
Less needy of medications,
But less in tune with others' cries.
I wouldn't trade my compassion
In order to lessen my pain.
I've learned more of love from my suff'ring
Than I could otherwise attain.
Sympathy — fruit of our sorrows,
Tenderness towards people's grief;
The capacity to offer
Sacred silence, love, and relief.
So, yes, my trauma has changed me,
For the better and for the worse,
But post-traumatic growth exists;
Trauma needn't remain a curse.