Hardest thing for people with PTSD is to believe that there is anything left to give. I felt used up. Worn out. Burned out. Down and out. The thought there is anything more to give is sometimes hard to believe. The moment I stood up for myself and decided there was more to life than barely surviving is when I turned my life around.
I admire your strength and persistence. You post every day and this gives me hope that I will soon find the way to be more productive. Thnx!
Sometimes I needed to redefine productive. I’m cheering for you.