Nightmares assaulted me in my sleep once again. I usually have to sleep for about an hour in the morning after I take my morning meds. Today I closed my eyes and woke up in my now usual heart racing, and shaking, way. I felt like I had just
2015 flew by for me. I had so many blog ideas and so many pics I wanted to share. Yet there seemed no time for me to sit and actually write them out.
My PTSD has taken so much from me. It’s hard for me to sit and concentrate long enough to write a blog that doesn’t jump all over the place and makes a bit of sense.
I recently came to the realization that I’m tired of being a victim. I want to be a survivor! My pain is not hurting those that hurt me in the least. I’m hurting myself by holding on to the pain.
As I continue to work through my PTSD, I find that I feel disposable. I look back throughout my life and there are so many people that seem to just leave and don’t look back.
When my first husband left me, I felt as if my world was ending. I was young with 3 small children. I was so completely blindsided by it.
Yesterday I was up and down with my emotions. Having PTSD and depression, there are days where I have to take it minute by minute. Yesterday was one of those days.
When I have down days, I try to look for that glimmer of light within all the darkness. That glimmer of light is always my children and grandchildren. I really think they are the reason I’m still here.
Yesterday was the first day of fall. In honor of the new season I did some redecorating. What do ya’ll think?
Yesterday was a crap day for me. I’ve been in more pain lately. Migraine, rib pain from my t-9 disc, fibromyalgia, and just the all over normal day to day pain that I suffer. It never fails that when I’m feeling bad everything goes to shit.