Accepting UGLY

I spent the afternoon dreading then talking to my counselor.  The interesting thing about acceptance is it is easy to accept the good parts of my life.  It is easy to accept the mundane parts of my life.  But the crusty-nasty-wish-that-never-happned parts are a bit more of a challenge.  My counselor challenged me to sit…

Ugly

Deciding to write this blog was a huge decision.  I debated.  Talked myself out of it repeatedly.  Started it then didn’t touch it for a few months.  Recommitted to sharing my belief about PTSD.  I am tired of some people condemning me for events that happened in kindergarten and through out a childhood that had…

Year End

Reviewing life at the end of the year, between Christmas and New Year is an ideal time for me to think about what happened this past year.  It is easy to get bogged down in the crumby stuff, the conversations that turned ugly, fears that got the upper hand, and generally a beat-myself-up session can…

Research

I first started doing my own research years ago…I do mean years ago.  Shortly after I was married, my husband challenged me as to what I could learn if I didn’t have the restriction of school.  For over 35 years I researched lots of different subjects.  I learned how to sew from a book, how…

PTSD a community

People with PTSD are starting to speak up.  The military led the way to open conversation about PTSD.  Their posts, articles and information goes along way to helping anyone with PTSD.  My sister (http://theprojectbyjudy.wordpress.com/2014/11/25/help-for-the-coming-holiday/) shared a link that I believe is helpful. http://canadianveteransadvocacy.com/comingbackhome/?p=864 I’m not reading much right now…After thanksgiving at my house I’ll be…

Keep going…..

  Lately, I have read so many amazing blogs about PTSD.  I was beginning to wonder if my little voice was worth putting out there.  Well tonight, I was reading comments on one of those amazing blogs and I encountered this, “It is not like PTSD is permanent, like Manic Depression, it is learned so…

Denial Doesn’t Help

The opposite of acceptance is denial.  The oft repeated, “There is nothing wrong with me.”  Doesn’t help.  Here is the problem.  If I cut my leg and I am bleeding all over the ground, it is obvious something is wrong with me.  If I cut my soul or scream inside without opening my mouth, no…