I feel a migraine coming on. I talked to my lawyer on Monday and found out that I won’t hear anything back about disability payments for 3-6 months. Continue reading
Retrieving memories before you have any verbal skills is odd to say the least. I have no idea why my mind must torture me so. Seeing things but not being able to put words to it, just feelings, really sucks. I’m so very thankful I’m in therapy. I can’t even imagine how a person would handle this part of their recovery Continue reading
I find myself becoming more and more antisocial. This concerns me a bit. I was once a social butterfly. I loved people, and it was nothing for me to start a conversation with a perfect stranger. Now, not so much. I find that I don’t particularly like people and I’m borderline, if not downright rude to people. I don’t mean to be, I just don’t seem to have a filter anymore.
With each mini stroke I have, more of my personality seems to be altered. I’m Continue reading
Has your body ever hurt so bad that it hurt to sleep? That’s where I am. It always hurts to sleep but more so now. We’ve been so busy over the last few days. My body finally said “bitch, you’re done”. Sunday the girls got their haircuts. Continue reading
It’s 5am and I haven’t been to bed yet. I’m so tired of not being able to sleep like a normal person. I spend the entire day exhausted because I’ve gotten very little sleep. 9-10pm hits and my brain starts racing and it’s on with no shut off switch in sight. *sighs*
School starts on Weds, Continue reading
Things are changing faster than I care for. Brian has a girlfriend. So many conflicting emotions about that. My court date for disability is August 15th…please send whatever good energies/prayers you can spare my way. I need Continue reading
I’ve been having flashbacks of my childhood over the last few weeks. Memory’s I’ve repressed, come pouring in great detail when I have a quiet moment to myself. I don’t like it one bit. It’s like reliving it all over again but in a few minutes. Leaves me feeling raw, exposed, empty, and alone.
Makes me wonder why no one stood up to help me. Why wasn’t I worth Continue reading