Hi C,
Junebug really gave a lovely answer, I thought, and one which made sense to me. I'm a tad fuzzy today, and am logged on to fight my own way through the fog from being triggered the last couple of days. I'll log off and go about trying not to smear my PTSD all over anyone else's world while getting my work done, which is the best one can achieve on a 'bad' day, I think.
I was just touched by your tears, and saw in them the impact I must have had myself in others lives in the past. I'm so sorry.
I needed to respond to your 'maybe life doesn't get any better than this' concept. Your reaction to it, I mean. I don't blame you if that sounded depressing, and hurts to contemplate. If it helps to hear from a really personal perspective, I can say that for me 'it' got better. Please know that yes, the stupid thing is there, is intrusive, doesn't go away and bites me in the backside on a regular basis. BUT. I also now have MANY moments when I can absolutely and gratefully look around me and reinterate that phrase with a different emphasis and say 'Life doesn't get better than this.'.
That sounds so hokey and greeting-cardish that I hesitate to write it but I swear it is true. Mine is not combat or C-PTSD so perhaps the progress of healing is not the same, I do not know? It's just that for all the times of dreck, now, there really are an awful lot of moments where the fight has been more than worth it.
Please take care,
Anni
Junebug really gave a lovely answer, I thought, and one which made sense to me. I'm a tad fuzzy today, and am logged on to fight my own way through the fog from being triggered the last couple of days. I'll log off and go about trying not to smear my PTSD all over anyone else's world while getting my work done, which is the best one can achieve on a 'bad' day, I think.
I was just touched by your tears, and saw in them the impact I must have had myself in others lives in the past. I'm so sorry.
I needed to respond to your 'maybe life doesn't get any better than this' concept. Your reaction to it, I mean. I don't blame you if that sounded depressing, and hurts to contemplate. If it helps to hear from a really personal perspective, I can say that for me 'it' got better. Please know that yes, the stupid thing is there, is intrusive, doesn't go away and bites me in the backside on a regular basis. BUT. I also now have MANY moments when I can absolutely and gratefully look around me and reinterate that phrase with a different emphasis and say 'Life doesn't get better than this.'.
That sounds so hokey and greeting-cardish that I hesitate to write it but I swear it is true. Mine is not combat or C-PTSD so perhaps the progress of healing is not the same, I do not know? It's just that for all the times of dreck, now, there really are an awful lot of moments where the fight has been more than worth it.
Please take care,
Anni