I Lived

I won’t break myself part anymore and hide the pieces that you won’t accept. The whole of me rejects being apart from itself any longer. Pieces have become integrated. Life is being lived. I’m afraid. I cry, I scream, I dance. There is sitting for long silences and bursts of unrepentant laughter. …and I LIVE. I allow me to be myself and celebrate what that means every day. I’m happy and grateful. Just being me. Becoming who I have the potential to be. I forgive myself what had to happen…

Hormones and PTSD

Hormone fluctuations can wreak havoc on someone who has PTSD. PMS plus PTSD is a combination of acronyms that are sure to make life miserable. In fact the last two weeks I have been having a really difficult time in dealing with life in general has the symptoms of my PTSD get amplified as well as my moodiness. I am kind of moody anyway I that I am one of those sassy kind of gals but this was not how I wanted to spend the two first two weeks of…