I know that I’m usually really trying to see the bright side, and be encouraging but this has to be released. I grew up in a very traumatic situation and I never really processed these things and I didn’t realize the PTSD that was stored in my body. I just knew that I was hurting, searching, longing, and pleading to feel whole again. I walked through life with a guard up. I want to share my story, I’m sorry if it’s uncomfortable to read. This is just the part of healing I tried everything to avoid. Thanks for reading. Please don’t be silent, connect with me during this time. I need community.


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