I try to remember this as I go out in public. I look like a long haired, long bearded, tie dye wearing, miss my youth hippy. I wear what I want, not worrying what people think (to the best of my ability). I wear stretchy, loose cloths. Usually T-shirts and shorts, except dead of winter where I may use sweatpants instead of shorts if it's windy or I'm not feeling well.
I know at times I may, ok, DO act strangely. Not only do I have peculiar behaviors because of PTSD, I also have tremors when I try to count out money or work with paper(s) so bad I almost can't do it at times. It's the NEW me, I just have to roll with the punches and make the best of it. It's not going to drastically change any time soon.
What I'm trying to say is: Keep your head up. The only person who can rob you of your dignity is yourself.
Public domain picture to the best of my knowledge.
I know at times I may, ok, DO act strangely. Not only do I have peculiar behaviors because of PTSD, I also have tremors when I try to count out money or work with paper(s) so bad I almost can't do it at times. It's the NEW me, I just have to roll with the punches and make the best of it. It's not going to drastically change any time soon.
What I'm trying to say is: Keep your head up. The only person who can rob you of your dignity is yourself.
Public domain picture to the best of my knowledge.