I'm not in a good place right now. I stayed home from work one day. Had a long talk with DH. I'm frustrated. I get frustrated and symptoms from PTSD get worse. Panic attack. Crumbs. Just when I feel like I am getting on my feet, I feel like I'm knocked down again. I am working on sleeping more. I'll write more tomorrow....maybe this wet blanket will get lost for awhile.
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Feeling as fragile as a sandcastle |
2 comments:
An uphill battle is not a straight line on a graph. Sometimes we slip backwards a bit. Two steps forward and one step back is still "progress not perfection".
Valentine's Day, a tough day. Be nice to you.
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