So I wanted to talk a bit about the memory aspects of the book, because there’s a few parts that are from your very early childhood, and you did just say you were speaking to your parents and your family about it. And I wanted to ask about relying on your memory to write these stories and whether you used any techniques, or whether it was just asking other people?
Well, the thing with trauma is you either end up with really clear memories, or you end up with no memory. And so I have sections that I’ve got patchy memory about, and I just didn’t put it in the book. I started by writing the stories that had been so traumatic for me that I remember, if I close my eyes and I go into it, I can see it—which is post-traumatic stress disorder, I’m actually just describing PTSD, or CPTSD. So some of those memories are super clear. One of the stories is about my parents taking us to the zoo, and my mum overdosed and basically died, or almost died, was resuscitated. Now, I was eight, so I was old enough that the level of trauma involved in that event meant that I had 98 per cent of those details scorched into my brain, down to the toy that I took home from the zoo. Other stories, though, were not ones that I personally remembered because I wasn’t outside of the womb, so there’s storying in there. There’s an entire story in there about how I came to be called Amy, and it’s quite complicated—it starts with my mum throwing hands, like, bashing a woman while eight months pregnant with me. Now, obviously, I was in the womb, but I know that story because I grew up hearing it. I know that story. My mum and my dad and my oldest sibling and my aunties, these were stories that had been shared and recounted. And so the way I wrote it, I tried to move in my language between sharing stories that were shared with me, and then switching to first person. And so some of the stories are written the way they’ve been said to me, rather than from my viewpoint.
These were stories that had been shared and recounted… and so some of the stories are written the way they’ve been said to me, rather than from my viewpoint.
One of the great benefits of having my parents involved was if I shared it with my dad and then I took it and I shared it with my mum, they would often laugh at certain points and say, ‘oh, that’s right, because we were at such and such for this event’. And so they would share additional information. And there are a couple of little details, like the story where dad gets arrested—I had this imagery, I said to him when I gave him the draft, ‘I keep wanting to write about, like, clowns dressed as cops coming out of a clown car. And I don’t know why I keep wanting to use that as, like, symbolism.’ And dad laughed and was like, ‘oh, no, we were in an orange Volkswagen Beetle. That’s why you’re brain is trying to give you that imagery, we were in that car when it happened.’ And it was one of those things where, again, that was a very traumatic experience, so it was very patchy—but talking with Dad brought it back up, refreshed the memory, brought hazy things into focus and helped me also understand the circumstances better—because I’m hearing details that, of course, I would have been shielded from as a child. But now I’m an adult, they felt it was appropriate to share those details with me.
So it ended up being…really good. Like, I remember when I presented the first few stories, which included one that mentions my brother passing away, I was really worried that it would trigger really bad mental health for my mum, that it would be really upsetting for them. And both of them commented things like, basically, I remembered them and my childhood with greater kindness than they thought. Like, I remembered it better than they imagined. And I think it’s because when people are struggling with addiction and struggling with the circumstances they find themselves in, like, no one hates them or judges them more than they loathe and judge themselves. And so it was really good for them to see how much of the good I did remember, and how I contextualised the bad. So it was very complex, but I was happy with how that process went.
This is why I think this is such an important book for people to read if they have someone in their life struggling with addiction, or even moreso if they don’t—seeing that perspective that you have, which is completely different to what I think anyone would imagine.
Part of why I decided to write the book was when I would share that I’ve been homeless before—like, say I was on The Drum and we were advocating that people should be housed, being able to say, ‘actually, yeah, I had to deal with homelessness when I was trying to finish my senior years in high school,’ or things like period poverty or things like incarceration. When I point out that I had familial personal childhood experiences of these things, people either wouldn’t believe me, or they would ask me questions that were so disrespectful that they were telling on themselves. Like, people that I had until that moment respected, would say things like, ‘oh, and you’ve got children—it must be so hard raising children without your parents in your life.’ I’d say, what are you talking about? I had coffee with my dad yesterday. There’s just this assumption when you’re a kid and you live in these communities and you’re part of these communities and families, you are told by people outside of your community that you are worthless. Like, if you have bad outcomes, they say, oh, it’s because you’ve got bad parents. But if you have good outcomes, and your parents have had these difficulties, they’ll argue that, oh, no, it must have had nothing to do with your parents. And that was part of why I wrote the book—it’s more complex than that, and you’re telling on yourself if that’s what you think.
If you have bad outcomes, they say, oh, it’s because you’ve got bad parents. But if you have good outcomes, they’ll argue that it must have had nothing to do with your parents.
Writing about trauma, did you have any self care strategies that you had to put in place while you were writing? What was that experience like, revisiting all that stuff in such intense detail?
I probably should have had more self care things in place than I did. But I entered last year probably still relying on disassociation more than I should have, very much still in that hyper focus, hyper productivity mindset. I didn’t have many strategies ready because I’ve just been working really hard my whole life. This is the first year where I’ve had the privilege and the luxury of rest—I went on my first holiday this year, I am only now able to actually take that time to try and find a psychologist that won’t cry when I tell them certain things. I’ve made a few psychologists cry, if that’s any indication of the difficulty of the stories in the book. But yeah, like, really trying to access healthy coping strategies.
I think my three main tips for any writer, but particularly if you’re writing trauma, would be drink a lot of water, because it means you have to get up to use the toilet. So it forces you to move your body maybe every half an hour if you’re drinking enough water. Go for walks—it helps clear your mind, but it also helps put rhythm into your writing. And if you’re not a great eater—and when I really stress, I forget to eat, I think I fail to feel hungry—invest in protein bars to make sure you’re getting in the goodness. So they were the things that helped me.
My last question for you is about the flipside of that. This book, of course, contains a lot of trauma, but there’s also so many beautiful memories and so many positive things. What was the experience like, writing about those lovely times in your life?
I think it was really lovely, overall. Like, I don’t consider myself to have had a hard childhood. Something that I’ve learned as I’ve gotten older and I’ve gained access to wealthier spaces—as a guest, I’m not wealthy myself yet—is that I’m quite a safe person, like, there’s something about me that triggers a feeling of safeness in a lot of people, and as a result, people will often disclose abuse to me, child abuse, difficult relations with their family. And the more I’ve navigated privileged spaces, the more I’ve discovered a lot of people didn’t feel safe in their homes growing up. A lot of people have had parents or caregivers who never told them how much they loved them, never told them that they could do it. A lot of people, when they went to bed at night, didn’t feel safe in their own beds.
And I felt safe in my bed. I felt so loved by my parents. When I came home and I was like, ‘I’m going to be a lawyer, I’m going to university’—everyone, my parents, my grandparents, they’re like, ‘Amy’s going to university’. They’d never been university, they didn’t know how to get into university, but they knew I was going to go. And I’d get 98 on a test out of 100, and my dad would say, ‘we’ll get the next two marks next time, bub.’ They believed I could get the 100. And my mum always—I feel really bad for women and non-binary AFAB people who were raised up with mums who put them down. This is something I learned on TikTok a lot, like mums who cut them down and comment on their bodies. My mum, she passed away this year—she was a wild woman but I knew she thought I was great. And I think a lot of people don’t get that from their parents. Like my parents, they were having a hard time most of their life, but they thought we were great. My mum, she loved us, and I believed I could because everyone in my life believed I could. And I think that is such a blessing.
And I learned so much going into other homes, and going into workplaces, and being identified as someone who was comforting and safe, and having people that I thought really had their life together tell me that they weren’t safe in their own home as a child, and that’s something that I didn’t feel. For those of you who haven’t read the book yet, like trigger warning for all of the traumas, including sexual assault—but never in my own home, never from my family. And I think that that is a big deal.
My mental health is precarious at times, but I think the stability that knowing I was loved by my parents and my grandparents has gone a long way to helping me reach a point in my life where I’m ready to start thriving and not just surviving.
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