intothelight
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Something happened the past few days, and all of the sudden I found the sense of purpose and self that I had lost. I had been defining myself in the terms of others and not on my terms. I am not a sufferer, I am suffering the symptoms of PTSD; but I am a survivor. I am strong. I have fought. I am still standing. I will get better.
I do not have a carer, but I have people who care about me and support me. They are my family, my friends, my friends on the forum, and my T. As a someone who cares about me, know that I am capable, strong, and a fighter. I need a partner, not a keeper.
For those that have ever wondered, I am a Weeble.......I wobble, but I DON'T FALL DOWN.
I do not have a carer, but I have people who care about me and support me. They are my family, my friends, my friends on the forum, and my T. As a someone who cares about me, know that I am capable, strong, and a fighter. I need a partner, not a keeper.
For those that have ever wondered, I am a Weeble.......I wobble, but I DON'T FALL DOWN.