Triggers are uncelebrated Blessings in disguise. Once a trigger stops having an effect it means healing on the things it occurred through, has happened. Allah’s timing for things are as perfect as he is, for he is time.
I thought my capacity to visit what triggered me with an intent to see where healing was still required, somewhat strange. Strange in comparison to avoiding or projecting outwardly, through a compulsion to control the feelings as if it’s the threat or problem (which is what I use to do).
It’s this strangeness that would also lead to my pleasant genuine surprise when the effect of a trigger was gone, and so with it the realisation that so was my interest in matter that bought it up. That surprise was my way of letting what’s new to me, marinate. With all the disconnect with my emotions marination through surprise is how I gave myself a moment to integrate what’s new.
I think once I understood what triggers stood for I found a new love~ dislike relationship with them. Love because of the healing it came to guide me to and dislike because of its timing sometimes. The dislike part I wasn’t able to trancend till recently. It happened through rememberance that Allah is time. ‘Able’ kinda credits something to my functioning. Truth is that was his mercy his tawfiiq.
I thought I was strange but I’m grateful Allah guided me to re define my strangeness as my souls strength.
Fatooba li ghuruba Give glad tidings to the strangers! Or the strange things about you.
Synergetically Yours 