Read More >
Recent Entry
Here’s the thing though, the people who have wronged us, do so, and move on to their next conquests. They’re not thinking about us anymore. It doesn’t matter if they did it 35 years ago, 19 years ago, or last month. Why? Because they don’t care about us. If they did, they wouldn’t have wronged us in the first place. Their time and energy aren’t spent on us, so why do we spend our time and energy on them? Thinking about them? Crying? Dwelling on them and what they’ve done to us?
ALL THE LATEST POSTS
Oregon & Beyond.
I was a victim, then a survivor, now I choose to thrive!
»
Here’s the thing though, the people who have wronged us, do so, and move on to their next conquests. They’re not thinking about us anymore. It doesn’t matter if they did it 35 years ago, 19 years ago, or last month. Why? Because they don’t care about us. If they did, they wouldn’t have wronged us in the first place. Their time and energy aren’t spent on us, so why do we spend our time and energy on them? Thinking about them? Crying? Dwelling on them and what they’ve done to us?
He allowed me to work at my own pace, attend my doctor’s appointments and take care of myself above all else because by this time, I was damaged. Damaged beyond immediate repair. By this time, if I wasn’t crying at my computer, I would fall asleep at it, with my hands still on the keys. I’d take naps during lunch breaks. Sometimes I’d grab a piece of paper and just doodle. Eventually, among the depression, anxiety, and PTSD, I was diagnosed with a sleep disorder – Period Limb Movement Disorder (PLMD), but my depression ran deep. And, so did the damage.
Alcohol and the grace of God, spared me the memories of the rape, but I’ll never forget the harassment I endured, after returning from my TAD trip.
FREE
5 Ways You Can Love Someone With PTSD Today
Get your
Close