Category Archives: PTSD

Same Old Poop

I know the answers to the unspoken questions that pull tears from my eyes.  I know not to ever ask ever again “When will it stop?” I came as I promised Monday  evening to pick up some food and the … Continue reading

Posted in 2015, abuse, child, children, difficult, disorder, domestic, family, family relations, family relationships, mental health, mom, parent, parents, physician heal thyself, psychology, PTSD | Leave a comment

prose/rant/ramble

I can’t sleep. I haven’t been hungry all day (24 hours). When I do sleep, it’s in fits & starts. I’m cold. I jump when the neighbors open/slam their door. I can’t stop hearing my memories. I forget whether I … Continue reading

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Flashback with Trigger Warning

As some of you know, I suffer from PTSD. I grew up in a home environment that was religiously, emotionally, physically and verbally abusive. I’m going to repost below a post from Xanga. It’s not clean, or pretty; unedited for … Continue reading

Posted in 2012, disorder, domestic, family, PTSD, trigger | Leave a comment