Getting the diagnosis was a good thing because it was affecting my life and I do believe I needed to address it.Read More I can’t cope.
I got this email today. Am I still excited to do this challenge? Yes. Have I prepared at all? Nope! I have got my t-shirt and like the idea of using the mile marker. I guess I have a week to get some gentle walks in so at least I’m not starting from scratch. Wish […]Read More Seven days to go!
Eighteen months ago I tried to overdose on sleeping pills and antidepressants so that everything would stop. Six months ago I broke down. I got diagnosed with PTSD and opened up about my trauma for the first time. I’m not going to say life is sunshine and rainbows now because it isn’t.. well sometimes it […]Read More So happy I didn’t succeed.
I’m not sure if I’ve really mentioned this other than in my PTSD specific posts, but I have been signed off work since the end of January/beginning of Feb. I’m a little hazy on the specific date but it was around that time. I’d been struggling mentally for a while, and though I was already […]Read More Return to work
I wanted to go out somewhere nice with the dog, somewhere we would have to drive to so we could both be in nature and have fun exploring. The weather is certainly good for it, though me being me I’d have to lather on the factor 50 before we left. I woke up to my […]Read More Not the Sunday I was expecting.
Feeling reflective and wanted to share some of the positivity and love I’m feeling today during some darker times. Three years ago today we got engaged. At this point in time we should have been married for about seven months, but as you know a global pandemic happened. We’re hoping the wedding goes ahead this […]Read More Three years ago..
I’ve had 7 sessions, and my scores have gone from 9/10 to 5. This might not sound like a lot but it is a huge difference in my day to day life. It’s changed how I think about my trauma, how I feel about it, how I deal with flashbacks and intrusive thoughts. It’s been […]Read More New diagnosis, acknowledging and asking for help with PTSD – part three.
Opening up was difficult after holding everything in for so long, but it was also freeing to finally tell someone. It was an emotional conversation, I cried, we cuddled together, and once I was done speaking we stayed that way for a while. I was physically and mentally drained, and I can’t imagine how it […]Read More New diagnosis, acknowledging and asking for help with PTSD – part two.
Around fifteen years ago, I was on a night out with my friends. My drink was spiked, and I was sexually assaulted. I remember some parts of the evening but have lost large periods of time that I don’t know if I’ll ever remember entirely. The assault was reported to the police, and my mum […]Read More New diagnosis, acknowledging and asking for help with PTSD.