I’ve no idea what to say. For the first time ever I did not post yesterday and the day before. I came home and slept/dissociated through the night starting at around 7 pm. Shell-shocked is how I feel. The more I think about it the more I realize that the DID diagnosis is likely accurate. I don’t want it to be, but when I am able to put the fear aside, and really think about it the whole concept makes a bit of sense. It just takes my breath away.
I don’t know how I’m getting by as I’m on the edge with my anxiety.
Thanks to everyone who has been so supportive. I apologize as I have not been reading other blogs or responding to comments these past few days. My absence is not a reflection of how I feel about you guys. I’ve just been trying to make sense of all of this.
A Year in the Life of PTSD 
I pray the following for you:
“Dear God,
Please calm the storm,
Or calm the child within the storm.”
(Hug)
Yes! I very much was the child within the storm. It got better. Many thanks for the good thoughts.
There’s nothing too big to heal from. Remember you are already on your way to healing and you’ve lived through the hardest part. Big love to you…keep going and be gentle with yourself.
Thank you so much. It is getting better, slowly, but getting there …
Thinking of you. Offering out a hand for if you should ever need one xx
Thanks, Bourbon. I’ve certainly been thinking of you though all of this. It looks like the universe knew what it was doing in the fact that you were the first person I encountered on here, and one of my favs. You’ve always been my hero on here, and you continue to have my admiration.
Thank you – that is nice to hear when I feel as weak as a soggy banana right now :p xx
Hang in there. It may not seem that way now, but things will get better.
Thanks, Cindi! You were right. Things are getting better. I love your support. 🙂
thinking of you lots of hugs
Thanky you!
I’m sure everyone understands. Take your time. Kat 🙂