All I can say is, I seem to have released so many years of tension by recording it, and my health has improved suddenly. Part of that is also my body being so close to "normal" after years of physical therapy.
My face is even very close to being symmetrical! I have repeatedly attempted to attach two photos representing this to the Blogger app. That hasn't worked, so if there are photos, that means the app I have replaced it with, Bloggeroid has shown its superiority once more!)
My feet are also better at footing, by the way, after at least a year of work on the toes. There is also more room in my body cavity, it is easier to breathe, speak, and get food down.
The contents of the video mainly concerns my recounting of events that happened for 12 days, very intense horror movie-grade institutional abuse. I never got into it on the podcast, and it hasn't properly had a chance to be published.
It is one of the main reasons I discovered that suggestion and other inner processes, when used therapeutically, can reverse intense effects of trauma, like conversion disorder, and other perceptions.
I have had difficulty uploading this before, but it is making progress on the laptop I am borrowing. (Have been typing this over and over on my phone, hence I downloaded Bloggeroid to actually publish it.)
It is a long video, and I will make it significantly shorter because editing. I had long considered editing it before uploading it, but decided to tough it out. I will have it figured out one of these days.
The mental/bodily tension that I released by recording this video seems to be "in limbo" until it is published.
It has been uploading for days, I had been hoping it might be up in time for Calendar Flip day, but no biggie. The best things are worth waiting to upload. I have not actually watched it yet, but don't think I will have to shoot any additional video.
Just looking forward to moving forward after this video is finished. It has been consuming my mind since last video, and fight it as I might, as soon as things slowed down this month, I could think of nothing else.
I have been reluctant, thinking of this as selfish, but have needed to do this for years after being told for so long to forget it and pretend like it never happened. I can't let them win. There is something to be learned from self-erasure and almost losing your memory and sense of who you were.
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