Defeated

This is frightening and full of pain. It’s also beautifully written

Broke In Words

​There she kneels.

Shrouded by darkness.

With the weight of her misery,

Hanging her down.

Unable to look up and past the haze.

She fails to see a world beyond the present.

There she kneels.

With tears streaking down their well worn path.

The consequence of her life etched onto her palms.

Nails biting into skin in vain to change her destiny.

She gives into her fate.

There she lies.

On the tracks with rocks as her final pillow.

She makes herself comfortable.

She finally see’s the light.

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Lonely, but for fellow bloggers…

This is so painfully true.

GettingrealwithPTSD

It is hard to find people in this world who will try to understand just what PTSD is, let alone how it impacts your life.  Even people who love you are apt to know more about the president’s dog than PTSD.  Even if they read up on it, they may not understand it in an empathetic way since it is not something they experience.  There are days that I feel more understood by the cat than a dear friend.  (Of course, this is anthropomorphism — but heh, whatever gets me through the day… 😉 ) But, here at WordPress, I can find others who walk my path — who “get it” — because they are walking it too.  It may not be PTSD, but  instead depression, anxiety, OCD, DID, bi-polar disorder, or any number of mental and emotional health challenges.   But, we can understand each other because we have…

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