These are no fun at all, so naturally, my brain has had an absolute ball replaying things from the past, I’m not even sure if they are the actual memory at this point or just my brain recalling the last time it replayed the memory.
I was officially diagnosed with PTSD when I met my psychiatrist for the first time. It was something I knew I had, though. I was bullied throughout my teenage years and I think it stemmed from that point and was made worse when I lost my grandmother to cancer and my boyfriend at the time deciding to end our relationship by text days after her funeral, thanks, hun! (Jokes aside here, we’re good terms now)
So it’s been a fun little week dealing with my scumbag brain and it’s “Hey! Remember this?!” Routine.
I’ve been coping better than I have been in the past, though. I’ve just allowed the thoughts to come and then pass. Resisting them has only really brought more pain.
I’m going to spend the day chilling, I deserve this.