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A couple years ago I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) caused by a violent childhood. This is my journey, not to 'normal' but to 'ME.'
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Owning Your Shadow
Recently, while cleaning my house I found this book, Owning Your Shadow by Robert Johnson. It was a Harper Collins book, so I figure I most have nabbed it while I did a rotation through there. They ha...
So Much To Say, So Little Focus
Photo by Anthony M. from Rome, ItalyI haven’t answered my doorbell (actually, more like a buzzer. Or, more appropriately, like that part in Dumb and Dumber when Jim Carey makes the most annoying so...
Dealing With PTSD Symptoms
This was asked of me recently, how to handle it now that I’ve got it. To keep the monster at bay, as it were. During the worst of it I have ended up on the phone with my therapists crying uncontroll...
The Cats Of My Life: Yentl
Picture from commons.wikimedia.orgAfter Georgie died my mother was adrift without an anchor. She had had that cat for so much of her life. It was a devastating blow. But, we were in touch with a w...
Three Strikes and You're Out
Picture taken from cellphone, making rounds on the internet, of a place a lot farther away than I was.Three guesses where I work. Yup, there. I was on the phone arranging for a computer lab for my cl...
The Cats of My Life: Allie
I think I was in sixth grade when I got Allie. It was a big deal. Our previous cat (who I haven’t talked about yet) had died and I’m not sure if we had gotten Cleo yet or not. My mother had a frie...
It’s Not Paranoia if They’re Really After You
Shortly after I changed my name I decided to try one last time with my brother. I don’t know what possessed me to tell him. He knew I lived in New York City, although he never visited, citing excuse...
Dentists
The other day I went to the dentist. I can’t stand the dentist. It’s such a harrowing experience each and every time I go – which of course means I have to go often. Bad teeth. I’m on my third...
Tell Me Why It's So Hard
It’s not the prospect of writing everyday. It’s that everyday I write I think she might find out.The other day, at work, this guy scared me. I’ve been jumpier. He came up behind me and asked me ...
Gynecologist’s Visit
If any guys read this, here’s your chance to turn back. Not that I’ll be graphic.Since I’m thirty, I decided to bit the bullet and get the full check-up. I don’t know why thirty is the magic...
Fear
This one is going to be hard to write. Even before the blog I've been afraid to talk about the root of my PTSD, about my family life. The more I write, the more I ruminate about it, and the more sca...