I am a journalist in the early stages of my career. I cover refugee, human-rights and conflict issues. I am 22 years old and working with an artist on a project which I adore and work as a communications manager for. The project is called Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow and asks refugees to draw their past, present and future lives.
As a result, I travel to refugee camps and work with refugees who often draw the horrors of their past and their stories are equally as traumatic. I've been travelling to camps in Serbia and Morocco over the past 10 months. I am going to Bosnia in February.
I am aware that I have the symptoms of vicarious trauma because at times, I get 'flashbacks' of the images or imagine the situations that the drawings depict. My parents cannot relate so I don't speak with them about it.
One of the stories I heard in Serbia back in February 2018 was horrifying and it was the first one I had heard. I saw the person's image again last week and it has really affected my mood since as I have been very 'up and down.'
Just venting a little I guess