What a day

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Thursday was a loooong day.  I woke at 6:00am to get the kiddos up and off to school. After they left I was able to have an hour to myself before  I actually had to get dressed and function. I used that hour to get a nap in. Winking smile
The older I get the harder it is to get my get up and go to actually get up and go.  I suppose that’s one of the “fun” things of getting older. LOL

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The year of Jamie

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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.

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