Why Survivors Have The Most Powerful Superpowers
It’s not why you think
Asked at work “If you could have a superpower what would it be?”
Thinking for a bit I said, “invisibility so I could get peace from the kids” (insert canned laughter). I want to be invisible, to hide from the world when it’s too hard to be present. Bit awkward to announce that on a work call.
This interaction and a prompt from Write Here made me think about the concept of superpowers.
People look at them as something that makes you stronger than the other guy.
Faster than a speeding bullet. Leaping tall buildings in a single bound. Stopping bullets with a chiselled chest.
Superheroes are my jam. Love them but I have a different take.
There are so many survivors on this platform. Reading their heartbreaking stories has given me all the feels, sometimes all at once.
I read all the raw, vulnerable words tumbling off the page. Feel every word deep in my soul. Imagine the kind of strength it takes to articulate these stories.
Although beautiful as this is, this isn’t our superpower. It is much more surprising than that.
When I started to write, pour out all my rage and pain on the blank page. I didn’t understand. The vulnerability, power and pieces of you that you have to give. Each essay/article/art piece is a trigger.
Despite being in the worse situations we could have been in. Should have never been in.
We work to raise other people not push them down. Using our pain to soothe others and make them understand they are not alone. That we’ve got them and they’ve got this.
Survivors superpowers are empathy, love and kindness.
Not a superpower?
Think again.
The strength of mind it takes to use a horrendous situation to ensure other people have hope. That’s as powerful as it gets. These people have seen the bottom. Not only clawing their way back often alone. Recognising the pain in others. Stopping on the way to lend a hand, give an ear.
It would be easy to hate the world. Make other people suffer as we have. Why should we care? We were hurt, alone and made to feel we weren’t enough.
We don’t do that because no one understands better than us.
Understand how it feels like to be broken and alone. To have your trust ripped away from you and shattered. Your heart stomped on and left for dead.
We know what it takes to climb up from that pain, to doubt your decisions and not be okay. How long and hard this journey will be.
So we choose to use our superpowers for good.
We show people the kindness we weren’t shown.
We show people that they are never alone.
We show they won’t be broken forever.
That no matter what there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
We give people what we needed.
We do that despite how we were treated because it’s the right thing to do.
We do this despite our abusers, we become powerful because they never believed we could be.
We are the superheroes of our stories.
