There is a running theme over the years with PTSD.
It is a lonely feeling, like you are so different, all alone in the world. There are so many things about PTSD that lead to isolation…then the more I feel misunderstood, the more I pull away, or want to just run away and escape (if only that was possible)
The strength of this feeling waxes and wanes. I spent 4 months in residential treatment. It was here that I was blessed to have a therapist with PTSD. Finally someone who got it! Someone who could give me a more realistic picture of reality with PTSD. I also was supported by another staff member with PTSD. Upon leaving this place I returned home to a void, a vacuum…a place where there was no one who gets it. I struggled hard…I learned more about acceptance….more about using my skills, It was…
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