I am currently in a trauma center receiving intensive therapy, and there is a common analogy that I've come to love that I thought the people at SI would appreciate:
Colorado is the only place in the country that both cows and buffalo roam freely in the valleys between mountains. The climate of this area causes frequent thunderstorms that come in from the Rocky Mountains in the West. When the storms roll in, the cows and buffalo react in opposite ways: cows run East away from the storms, which prolong their exposure and suffering. Buffalo run West into the storms, which allows them to get through them faster and minimizing exposure.
My entire life, I have been a cow. I repressed painful memories of my childhood, I avoided conflict with people close to me, and I avoided telling the truth to people I hurt. Every single one of these choices resulted in prolonged suffering and pain, both for me and others.
For the first time, I am choosing to be a Buffalo. I am diving headfirst into therapy, facing all of my trauma head-on. I am relentlessly and unequivocally telling the truth to everyone in my life. I am choosing every day to live honestly, respectfully, courageously, and with integrity for the rest of my life, no matter how difficult, no matter the pain.
Are you the cow or the buffalo?
Me - WW/BW 31yo, EA/PA Oct 2012-May 2013, and Sep 2014
Him - WH/BH 30yo ST infidelities throughout relationship and marriage
Been together 15 years (hs sweethearts)
DDay (mine) 6/24/25, (his) 6/27/25