I decided when I started this blog to tell it like it is…all of it, warts and all. Some of the encouraging pages I studied glossed over the tough days. They jump forward to the future saying tomorrow will be better without addressing the distress today. I don’t do time warps.
On some days, PTSD sucks/miserable/yucky. After 3 counselors, 10 years of counseling and a life time of fighting it I still have lousy days. Welcome to ‘normal.’ Crappy lousy days are part of living. Crappy weeks and months are not fun. They happen to people with PTSD or not. Having a rough time happens to everyone. Add the symptoms of PTSD and I feel picked on and out of sorts. I wish I could say there is a magical formula but some days the magic is in taking one more breath, putting one foot in front of the other and hanging on. Look for the little cat hanging on to the knot at the end of the rope. Tie the knot and hang out.
Cat poster copy righted so I’m posting a link to it.