I think a lot of us can relate to this post right now. I know I can relate to it. The season really gets me down, but it’s more than that. I can’t pinpoint what it is though. I’ve also been noticing how many others seem to feel like they’re losing their minds or the world’s about to end. Linda Lee has always been there for me when I need her; I know I can’t do much but she needs big hugs and support from her WordPress friends right now, so that’s why I’m reblogging her post.
Since she’s allowing comments for this post, I’m disabling comments here.
I am not doing well. In fact, emotionally speaking, this is the worst I have been in a long time.
It’s embarrassing…. humiliating…. and humbling to admit this. I thought I was so much healthier than this! I had healed so much. I had learned, and grown, and blossomed, spreading my wings and flying so far…. all those happy, la la land metaphors.
My blog is about HEALING from PTSD, for heaven’s sake! I have a page posted at the top of my blog entitled “How to Heal PTSD,” which lists all the different therapeutic methods and self-help books that have helped me immeasurably. And I really, truly have come incredibly far from where I was when I was in my worst, most crazy-broken-shattered-insane condition.
My tablet wants to know if crazy-broken-shattered-insane needs to be added to the dictionary. Uhm….no.
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