Sometimes life is just hard, it's cruel and relentless. It's at these moments we have the option to the fight and never give up or to quit and allow that world to harden us and turn us into people we are not, life kicks you down so hard that it's hard to put a smile on your face, to face the world.
Feeling so turn down and struggling with PTSD making this struggle even more difficult for me and puts me into a very sad place. Leaving me emotionally numb, full of anxiety, depressed, worried, frozen and unable to function, can't pick up the phone.
Over the last 13 years of struggling with PTSD I have spent a majority of that time brushing my condition under the rug and trying to suppress it, embarrassed that I can't over come it and not even understanding what was happening to me.
I can no longer live like this. Today I want openly share to those who care about me that I suffer daily from PTSD. I have reoccurring nightmares, I have moments I will awake from my sleep screaming thinking I'm going to be put under surgery. I have flashbacks of the horrible things that where done to me that I had no control of.. I have moments I break because my body doesn't want to work the same anymore. I have. Moments where I can't physically walk. Times when the fear of knowing that I can not do the same as others and that am not like everyone else leaves me scared and voiceless. I could use some coping technics.
Feeling so turn down and struggling with PTSD making this struggle even more difficult for me and puts me into a very sad place. Leaving me emotionally numb, full of anxiety, depressed, worried, frozen and unable to function, can't pick up the phone.
Over the last 13 years of struggling with PTSD I have spent a majority of that time brushing my condition under the rug and trying to suppress it, embarrassed that I can't over come it and not even understanding what was happening to me.
I can no longer live like this. Today I want openly share to those who care about me that I suffer daily from PTSD. I have reoccurring nightmares, I have moments I will awake from my sleep screaming thinking I'm going to be put under surgery. I have flashbacks of the horrible things that where done to me that I had no control of.. I have moments I break because my body doesn't want to work the same anymore. I have. Moments where I can't physically walk. Times when the fear of knowing that I can not do the same as others and that am not like everyone else leaves me scared and voiceless. I could use some coping technics.
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