🎀traumacore_playlist.mp4 

I dunno where this came from but the word "traumacore" was a word ive been looking for to describe a variety of content that affects me deeply. I spend my entire life looking through rose tinted glasses, but the lens is cracked and the frame is bent. I have nothint to be nostalgic about

Traumacore is the perfect example of dissonance as it combines seemingly cute images (like cartoon characters, Sanrio characters, pink shades, childhood photos, sometimes even images of nature) with heavily disturbing topics like abuse (emotional, physical, s*xual, etc), neglect, pain, fear of being abandoned, religious themes and other similliar topics. And based on my personal experience, you get a few different feelings as you look at these images. There could be Sanrio characters on the image with words like "Why did you do this to me?!" or "I feel so much pain" and at first you take a look at that Sanrio character and think "Oh, the image is so cute!" but then you take a look at the words (and backgrounds around them) and think "Oh...". You get a totally different feeling. In my personal experience its a feeling of wanting to help the character in the photo - you want to get them out of here, to comfort them, to give them some sleep, to give them some comfort food. But wait... There's a catch. Characters in the images represent the people behind them. You start to think deeper. What happened to them? Who did this to them? How did this happen? And most importantly... How are they? You wonder how are they now, days, months, years after creating these images. You don't know them personally, and yet you want to let them know that... Well, things might not get better overnight, but they're not alone in their situation. That someone could relate to them. And again, you don't know that person, yet you want to give them a hug or a high five. Its a confusing feeling, really, but that's just what i feel when I see this type of images. Well, im leaving this essay here. Just sharing my thoughts.

To me this is really relaxing in a kind of depressing way. Like you’re just sitting there feeling empty, just accepting all the shit that’s happened, feeling numb.

please never remove this, it's so comforting.

Listening to these familiar tunes and seeing the images, to then legitimately seeing someone vent about their life and wanting to end it, I can't help but feel like a ghost watching something i can't fully comprehend. I cant stand here and watch knowing that i can make some kine of positive impact, even if its not much due to me being a stranger. For what its worth, to anyone reading this and is going through a hard time, *you are not alone.*

i really just can’t take it anymore sometimes

The thing I love about a lot of these images is the meaning is ambiguous enough that you can project your own meaning and insecurities onto them

i hardly remember my childhood but when i can remember a couple things its either my mom yelling playing outside with my brother and my cousins going for walks with my mom and brother my mom being drunk most of the time arguing maybe other things too i cant remember

Being autistic is so fucking hard and I hate it and nobody gets it but I'm just DIFFERENT and I hate it. I don't feel human. All my life I've worried that there is something fundamentally wrong with me. And in my loneliness I delve deeper and deeper into vivid daydreams to occupy my mind within my emotionally empty life. Every day I sit on my bed and dream for HOURS about being somebody skinnier, prettier, and more femme than I'll ever be. Her name is Karmavania Veilaris and She's all I think about. He's all I am. And I get lost thinking about her, becoming him in my frequent casual delusions. And I've been doing it for a while. I've created a vast number of characters, magical abilities, and villains for Karma to fight! And i have friends who need me and rely on me and are perfect and beautiful and I love them. They're all I think about. For hours and hours I sit there and every thing is beautiful. Until its not. Until I'm not Karmavania Veilarris. I'm me and I am miserable. I hate this body and the organs that operate it. I wish I was small. So small that I could fit into the petite clothing adorning the mannequins at hot topic. But im not tiny. and im not strong and im not capable and im not loved and im not a girl. I am not Karmavania Veilarris. so i sit here, and i dream.

Why can't they understand that traumadosent just come from parents?jst because I have wonderful family dosent mean I haven't been hurt....

I have no strength to even vent but I thank everyone who can because it shows me that I'm not alone 💓 it's been so hard

i feel like this playlist perfectly represents some of the things that people cover up. another comment was talking about how traumacore was a perfect example for dissonance and how at the first glance you think everything is adorable but when you look deeper then you go "ohhhh.." as someone who struggled with depression and sh the last few years, people were all shocked to discover that i had been struggling so much, even the people who lived with me. but that's just because i covered it up so well and everybody took the one glance at me before patting me on the back and moving on. i was basically JUST the sanrio character of sorts to the people around me, and they did not see the words or disturbing backgrounds that were added to the image to give it a deeper meaning. to anybody who may be covering up anything about their mental health, my darling, don't let yourself push down everything just so you look okay to the people around you. you deserve so much more than to say, "i'm fine." people were made to have trials and tribulations, it is a natural course of our life. however horrible things may be, you deserve to live to press on and see how things will turn out for you. there are professionals out there who are so willing to help you get better, and i know it's hard to believe that they really care, but they do. if they didn't care about you and your mental health, they wouldn't actively be working the job as a therapist/psychologist/etc. as someone who has journeyed through the biggest lows of my life, take these words to heart for a second: you will NOT be your personal punching bag.

I.. I don’t know why my head feels funny and my heart feels heavy listening to this

worst thing is that i feel safer talking to strangers in the internet instead of real life men and my parents and brother, honestly something went wrong with me, i dont know at all, im just being dramatic most probably.

I used to have a negative stance on this kind of thing. but i was wrong, and didn't realize how much it actually helps. it feels weird, but it helps.

I’m so sorry god please forgive me I don’t know why I sin. Why am I told I sin for showing skin, speaking up or against, rejecting, regretting, forgiving, wishing, and being willing. Father I’m so sorry please forgive me for being impure. Why must you bring me into this world that I wish to escape from. What is your plan for me? Maybe in another universe my destiny wouldn’t be linked to my “loving family” I don’t even know them. Who am I?

I used to think I didnt have trauma so I only came to traumacore bc it reminded me of liminal spaces and to comfort people and later realized a thought came to me about the internet and I realized I was being gr00med. . .

its so weird i cant recall anything from my past but this feels oddly comforting. Like being alone in an opened mall.

Whoever you are, whatever reason you come here, I'm sorry for what happened; it wasn't your fault.

i still water dead plants

This playlist (in my point of view) conveys the feeling of a person who is trapped in a nostalgic world. Both in the sense of going there and wanting to leave there. I deeply feel the anguish through the images and disconcerting song. I've been to that place and I can totally relate to it.

that last song hits hard. like a nostalga thats almost painful. i wish i could go back.

I still feel his touch on me. Hearing his voice genuinely repulses me. Theres nothing i can do to feel clean again.

i dont recall any traumatic event happening to me but idk why i relate to traumacore and i love the aesthetic so much

even though it was a very 'looked down upon' aesthetic, I understand why people used the cutesy sanrio characters to express their pain and memories. As someone who has been in the weirdcore longtime before it became popular in 2021, Knowing that there is a community of hurt souls expressing to vent their art in meaningful beautiful pain always leaves me a little hopeful that all of us can heal through it together even if mot people don't understand why we do the things we edit/make.

I don't have any trauma I think, but I love these playlists. Comforts me.

I just wanted to say that, for many of us, there is an inner child just begging to be heard. That may also include our inner toddler crying to be seen, and our inner baby screaming to be loved. But when it comes to mourning our childhood for what it was and truly lamenting what our caregivers did and didn’t do; basic needs, protection, patience, respect etc…all that matters is knowing someone out there would have done that. That any good person at the right moment would have been there to do whatever it took to save you. So whether you know someone who has done that for you, or that person IS you, any time your trauma brings you down let this be your saving grace❤️‍🩹

CW: SSA (Sibling SA), and other sensitive topics . . Sometimes I lay in my bed and wondered about an alternate world where I had a loving family. Where my brothers and sister didn't play those games with me. Where my father wasn't an alcoholic abuser and actually loved us. Where my mother wasn't so self absorbed and cared about my little brother and I. Where I wasn't such a f-up and grew up as a normal person. But somewhere in my head, I feel like I deserve it. But with a lot of stuff happening, I'm grateful for having my little brother. My little brother is really the only one I can call my family and I'll protect him with my life. Off topic but when I'm having those episodes, when where those thoughts about my trauma come in my head even it's out of nowhere, I usually come to these videos. I don't automatically feel better from it per say, but it makes me feel like I'm not alone but seen or understood?? If that makes sense. I really don't know how else to describe it

I read many people's comments here and I was very upset. Yes, I've been through a few traumas too, but I can't even compare to you. I just wanted to say that we can be friends. I want to make you feel good. Maybe you have a bad family, friends or even social circle, but I will try to be as good a friend as possible. Love to everyone. 😣💖

its my first time hearing traumacore . i feel like its calming my inner child which is always angry and empty at the same time. thanks for your effort

I know how feels, i have a trauma from my childhood, i haved a time when i felt like a ghost, a body without soul, walking in middle of everyone but no one heared me then i start to hate myself for not being better but i haved a break in my mind and i started to think, and i realized so many, many things.. things about my life and the environment i was living and just for no reason i fight more than never, i really wanted to live besides the saddness, now im better, still fighting with depression but im a lot better i hope everyone with a trauma can fight like i did in my past, life is not fair but always we can still fight no matter what ❤ only trust on yourself

this feels like accidentally walking in on a therapy session or something it feels wrong that i was reccomended this i dont relate to this but i hope the people who have connections to traumatic experiences are doing okay

It's the best traumacore playlist I listened

God, now that i think about it, i really have gone through some shit. This somehow calms my mind, in a strange way. Oh, damn. Guess I'm crying now.

Welcome to the backrooms. Please make yourself comfortable. You'll be here for a very long time..

i know this is supposed to be trauma related but this is so oddly peaceful and scerene to me

I run my paws across the one of the many marks I have left from my rage. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. My head is fuzzy, and full of dandelions. when will it stop? stop it. stop gnawing at where my skin used to be, leave it. please stop it i dont have any more left picking flowers in an open field i grab a rose then i snap back to only realize the biting at my ankle. gnaw chomp squish chomp burp rip squish squish chomp chomp chomp chomp slurp

Ever since i was a child i've been told "oh you're just overexaggerating because you are capricious as always", "well world's not fair!" or "you're a stubborn child arent you". All i want is people who understand me and my perception of the world. I want people who wont criticize me or think im weird. I want my own world. Where everyone is never mean to me, where i am accepted and cared about. Yes, i want to be pleased, i want to not have to care about anything else but my hyperfixiations, i want to talk about them all day, to every person i meet, even tho i know they are just gonna think im weird. I want a perfect world, just for me, and me only, a world that i can cry for whatever reason i want and won't be judged or yelled at I am not su¡c1d4l or anything but its hard to just even wake up when you know all that's gonna happen today is be misunderstood or not taken seriously. And when all you rely on is your phone. I know i have a loving family but, is it actually a loving family when you're being told on a dialy basis that you're just being 'capricious'? When you only feel safe in your own room? When you're actually so happy when no one's in the house? When do you feel happier about something about one of your interests than about something related to your family?

As someone who's been through emotional verbal and mental trauma it gets very deep trauma core opens up my wounds but cleans them with the songs they use, anyone who is struggling you are definitely not alone and one day you will be safe, I'm just here to grieve about the trauma, no childhood deserves this, as a kid I used to hide in my room it was like a safe place because the abuse was so much hiding under my bed was really soothing and listening to sailor moon locket theme when I was in pain. Somedays crying is so good it let's out my trauma and I smile knowing the one that abused me is dead and not living. 25:45 this is how I used to write about myself and it was a struggle to talk all self positive stuff, no one understands unless they have been abused and always heard such words of themselves, you should never feel disgusting about yourself but abused people see different.

I still remember that night. I was up past my bedtime when he came home, after being gone most of the day. 1:32 AM. She started yelling, and heard some bumping downstairs. He was pushing her, mumbling angry obscenities while she threatened to call the police. We begged and pleaded and cried for him to stop, but he wouldn't listen. Her phone shattered. She fell. I should have called the police. She was okay. I like to keep a weapon by my bed, in case I ever need it. I always jumped when he made a sudden move, froze up when they asked me questions, dreaded 5:30 PM when her car would pull into the driveway every night. The drugs don't work. I know they don't because I always paid for it when she skipped them; one way or another. It's my fault. If they didn't have a reason, they found one. School wasn't much better, either. I could either get walked on at school or at home; it didn't really matter which. It's all the same in the end. The reason doesn't matter. The reason is little more than justification, in their own minds. It's not even about the reason, anyway. It changes, but the situation doesn't. It's always the same. I lock up. Can't say anything at all, and it only makes it worse. I can't speak. Why can't I speak? Why can't I move? What is this feeling in my chest? Why do their eyes burn so hot? How can their words cut me like daggers? Do I deserve it? They want to act like it never happened. They tell me it's normal. Fighting is normal. Arguing is normal. Conflict is normal. Screaming is normal. Crying is normal. Drinking is normal. Being miserable is normal. We're all normal. I'm normal.

great playlist after you've lost friends :,)

dandelion hands my beloved. his music has been my crutch for like 4 years atp

A lot of the songs remind me of how it felt as a kid when my parents would comfort me and told me they loved me when I cried. I would just cry and cry after they would hit and yell at me. They would always say sorry afterwards, but it would still hurt. Every word they said would hurt. Every time they’re wooden spoon, belt, shoe, whatever they used would hurt. I just wish I only remembered the comfort after word. They are sorry for all they had done, so why can’t I forget. I want to forget all the pain they caused me.

Right now Im feeling kinda lost. My friends are ghosting me more day by day and I hate it. I hate it all and I get so damn jealous when I see friend groups that dont ghost their friends. Why cant my friend group be like that? And also, whenever I accomplish something they dont actually congratulate me, and if so the compliments are hollow and they dont actually mean it. Im studying harder out of rage and a starvation for attention. And I feel so heavy abt it and so hurt like, why wont anyone notice me? WHY WONT THEY JUST GODDAMN NOTICE ME? When will my good works finally be noticed? And when will I feel whole? I feel so rotten and empty and hollow inside. I tend to overthink everything and now Im afraid that they'll leave me for being boring or always deciding to study instead of playing with the other kids in the basketball court. The only time im ever noticed by everyone in my class is when we have an arts project. They only recognize me for being good at art because Ive been getting first place in art competitions ever since last school year. I hate it all and I'm so tired. Help me Jeez this vent was long! I'm sorry i just needed to get stuff outta my chest y'know? Lmao

don't kill yourself.

It's six in the morning, the weather feels like it used to when I was still eighteen and not medicated. It is like I can feel that same scent in the air, the same emptyness and despair, even I got better with time, taking pills. It feels somehow good and nostalgic, to remind of those days, even that it makes me wanna stop breathing. I hate feeling sorry for myself, I hate seeing me as a victim, I was told it means weakness and I still believe in those words, but I can't help, when I think about it, to feel like I want to hug little me from the past. She was so badly disturbed, I am glad I got better, but I still can't save her. She will never feel calm or safe.

this whole playlist was amazing but the picture you put with aglow made me feel something

I don't know why but for some reason I really resonated with the music and the images and this honestly came at the perfect time for me so I didn't feel so alone

The lost memories. And time lost. It hurts 😢

this is way more comforting than i thought, feels strange yet calming...

Thank you for this playlist with the timestamps. I had the first song on repeat during some of my worst times. I really find this playlist calming :)

this video is so comforting and it helps me fall asleep even if im having a mental breakdown!!!!!!!! tysm for making this :D

tramuacore is just slapping a saniro character on a dark background anf calling it deep

this page is my deepest comfort U ,U 💤

that's making me calm down and accepting my miserable stuff that happen in my life more well

i did not expect an omori ost in here. thanks for giving me more tears!! 😀

Love this playlist! :)

i'm listening to this before bed and now it's heavy and i couldn't move.

i dont have trauma, at least i dont think i do but i have ocs who have never had a childhood bc of trauma and these playlists r really nice

i like this kind of picture style and music too

Thank you so much I needed this if am I not ok💗

the music is very comforting, cant even believe this is only at 14k views D:

What a good playlist, a good mix that makes me feel a little nostalgic, when I subscribed I realized that I was your 100th subscriber XD

The last song reminds me of one of my traumas.. I was on youtube back in 2021, searching a video to watch when I see a video called Fun dead and I’ve never have seen that video and channel before so I decided to watch it and I liked it (when I was little I was watching smile HD, so i have no problem about gore), so I go to the channel and I scroll down to see the first video.. and I found a video that was talking about the creator’s death.. eddsworld is still one of my fav cartoons but I still feel bad for him.. and I miss him even though I’ve never seen him irl.. the song also reminds me of him and I just tear up when I hear this song..

la miniatura ): un horrible recordatorio de lo feo que fue tener un tc4💔pero a la vez una paz y de cierta forma comprension fue lo que me produjo este video... un abrazo para todas las personas que vean este video animooooo

Can't help but smile

I kinda needed this, I love this 🧡

to my friends: thank you. for everything.

weew, this is oddly comforting for me. ive went through emotional, mental, and physical trauma but im somewhat unfamiliar with traumacore

added to my playlist ;9

damn, this is a perfect playlist

the nightmares are back 💔

my melo scale is crazy😭🙏

im a trans girl, i suffer from disassociation because of gender dysphoria. im tired of being told im not doing enough. years and years of "you have never done anything for me" i shake when his call comes. it means that he is at the door. and when its at night, i know he is drunk. father, werent you supposed to protect me...?

Instant W playlist for dandelion hands

I love it.

OMORI SONG IN A VID?? *IMMIDIATELY ADDS IN PLAYLIST*

The more I remember the more It hurts. But the more I try to forget the bad painful memories the worse it gets because deep down I know it's the reality and I can't keep ignoring it. I just wanna stop getting reminded cause I wish to forget it. All I want is to be able to be happy atleast for a while.

that Yoshi ending.. my brothers and I would play that all the time when we was little crazy way to end a mix 😭😎tearin up behind these shades 😹

My heart aches and hurts everytime I think of it. One day I can let go

I didn't expect Dandelion Hands to be in this video, totally shock me.. it melt my heart

I personally felt stalked as soon as I saw this- saved it in My playlists thanks

Love the second one

I love rory in early 20s so much, especially the first song, brings me sm comfort

Stand tall and never forget, the only way things won't ever get better is if you give up. The fight is always worth it, no matter how hard you've been beat down. I love you

i miss him, but how could i miss him?... he hurt my feelings in ways i can't explain...

sadly nostalgic

I love this playlist sm, it brings me comfort

for the past little while, i've been trying to heal my inner child and in the process of doing so, i discovered that there was more trauma that i didn't know was affecting me. i was sexually abused at 8 years old and for the longest time i thought it was this silly little story. it wasn't until a few years ago that i was like, "hey maybe that wasn't okay", and it's taken me up until now to realize that because of him, i tried to be as "not like other girls" as i possibly could. i disassociated myself from my girlhood and i missed out on so many things because i was afraid of being taken advantage of again. it's been so scary and really hard to go back to those moments to be there for the little me that's still stuck there but i owe it to myself to heal from it, from that and everything afterwards. it wasn't my fault, i didn't deserve that and i didn't deserve to be treated like garbage by all of my classmates. i'm 24 now, still traumatized by so much of my past but i'll heal from all of it :)

This playlist very good. Help understand about my first trying to d-e be in 7-9 years.

me gusta la primera música de fondo... es bonita y agradable al igual que la tercera...

I came across this and listened to it while studying, is so comfortable plz never delete it :)

I had the same exact plush on number five, except it had a pink and white design it made jingle sounds. i had it when i was a child, too.

the omori ost always gets me 😭

Oh, I never think of myself being in a trauma, but this kinda prove me wrong-

it's going to come off as desperate, but i can't tell anyone about this because he's my best friend... is it really worth it being with someone that treated me like his girlfriend for a long time, only to give me a vague response when i confessed? i love him to death, but, he makes me doubt my worth, and i don't know if the right thing is staying or leaving

22:10 i love this part

before i die i want to feel like this maybe for a second then ill be truly happy

RAHH RORYINEARLY20SSS

dear god, pls make me a flower so i could b beautiful ^_^