It Feels Like Coming Home....

[a3a2]

I just wanted to express appreciation. I've been doing quite well, lately, so I haven't been to the site so much. Today when I stopped in and read a few threads, I felt so comfortable because I could relate so easily. It was like coming "home". Not home to manipulative, abusive people, but to a real home....safe and accepting.

 

[discarded]

I know how you feel, without the understanding I receive from others on the forum I would feel totally isolated.

 

[safenow]

I agree with you both. This is a safe and accepting place. Very therapeutic.

 

[saffy]

It is nice to know that we can come here any time no matter what the distance or time gap and carry on as if never been away :)

It is the feeling you would get with true friends :)

Saffy :)

 

[Fart Smella]

Endorsements like these are very encouraging.

I found this forum today. Only realising this past week I have a problem, one that may have been there for a very long time without diagnosis.

Have the docs appointments this upcoming week which is gonna be daunting. It's good to know there's somewhere I can learn and discuss the many issues surrounding PTSD ... I've a long way to go.

Smelly

 

[MagiLisu]

This is now my 3/4th day here and I already feel the benefits. I came here feeling very lonely and isolated but I now have an outlet. I can support others whilst also getting supported myself.

 

[Tanishq]

Good to read you a3a2. :)

 

[Deleted member 12723]

It is comforting here. I especially like it when people are feeling good. It fills me with fresh hope.

 

[Britt.f7]

It feels safe here.

 

[a3a2]

I have a problem, one that may have been there for a very long time without diagnosis.

Smelly, that sentence alone is a very big step towards healing! Blessings to you on your healing journey, and welcome to the forum.

 

[Changing4Best]

This place does feel better than home. Home was where all the folks in school and the neighborhood rejected me. Home was where my folks always argued and where my traumas of childhood took place. Home was the place I ran from the day I finished my last highschool class, not even waiting for graduation or my diploma.

Then my real home, my adult home, was taken from me when my hubby had a stroke and we needed to move out of state so he could get the medical treatment he needed. It now belongs to his niece, and I never saw it again after that day we moved.

But this place here, it does feel like home. It is comfy, relaxed, friendly, everything in a home that one would want!

 

[who am i kim]

This is my home away from home where people understand PTSD and make me feel welcome. :hug: I can talk here free from anxiety and worry. I have made friends that I cannot in the outside world.:) People here are caring and helpful. :tup: