The Therapy Sessions: "When I Was Nine"

As I mentioned in the first post in The Therapy Sessions series, it's hard to describe what it's like to be in my 50s and  blindsided by unexpected recall of the devastating legacy of childhood trauma. You can read more about that if you click on this link. 

For the next several songs, it's worth noting that the ages of 9 and 10 were the epicenter of trauma. These were not exclusive years, but they will show up more than once. 

Perhaps your life experience looks, in some fashion, similar to mine. If so, I'm sorry. That's really hard. If you care to listen to the songs I post, may they remind you that you are not alone; that our history is not our destiny; and, to quote Samwise Gangee, "There's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it's worth fighting for." 

Here is a link to the song: https://suno.com/s/mlYdNQPQpajoyfIy . I love this Southern Rock version so much, because this kind of music is embedded in my soul.            

"When I Was Nine"

When I was nine it was time

To learn life is not fine

That words can be weapons

For bullies like mine.

That friendship is fleeting

And happiness is cheating

And my heart takes a beating

And I was just nine. 

When I was ten, it was then 

That I learned from some men

How boundaries broken

Look a whole lot like sin.

And safety was stolen,

And trust just a token

And trauma awoken

And I was just ten.

CHORUS:

There’s beauty from ashes

And though I have flashes

Of pain, when it gashes

My soul, I’m gonna be alright. 

Those memories, they last

50 years in the past

Feel like yesterday, 

That child, that boy,

Who some would destroy

Has his reckoning.

CHORUS

When all’s said and done,

What was said, what was done

Does not dictate

What I have become.

There is another version of this song that I really like. It's "dark alternative" in Suno, which reminds me of Evanescence or Flyleaf. Choose your version. https://suno.com/s/c0awQJMgcTc9KgtU.