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Throw the Boot Out the Window

PTSD is a weird animal. I wear cowboy boots frequently. I was wearing them the day of my car wreck, and I shoved my left heel into the floorboard so hard I bruised it. I still wear that same pair of boots, and I was wearing them today while driving. The other day I grounded…

Living with PTSD: Relationships

The grief of not feeling supported in your illness is intolerable. I know. I’ve been there. I am there. Very few people in my life are able to or willing to support me, and no one within my immediate vicinity. For me, it’s the hardest thing about PTSD to live with. And yet I’ve had…

Wreckiversary Year 5

I am struggling this week. Losing Josh in the middle of the week that my body remembers as the most traumatic week of my life is just hard. I didn’t prepare for it because my therapist thinks that creating that expectation will make the week inevitably negative, but not preparing for it has just left…