LuckyOtter – How bad it is
There’s a reason why I haven’t posted in so long. My PTSD is at full bore and I can’t focus. I can’t write because my ability to concentrate is shot. I seem less able to cope with problems as they come up. I feel constantly on edge. My anxiety is unrelenting; it keeps me up at night and darkens my days. I’m often on the verge of tears, and frequently close to white hot rage. Getting through each day feels like a herculean accomplishment, but there’s no attendant pleasure in a job well done. Life is more burdensome and the future seems very dark.
There have been problems involving my daughter and addiction again. That’s bad enough, but I’d be able to cope with that more easily if my country wasn’t collapsing into so much rubble. Lately, the destruction seems to be accelerating and the things that are happening…
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