Time to heal, The scars are worn. The pain was real, My mind is torn. People see me, judge me, hurt me. Then they simply walk away. They stain my mind, guessing blindly. Their words and actions lead me astray. Compulsively straining to understand, I feel like a foreigner in a strange land. Confused and … Continue reading Healing
Tag: ptsd
Anxiety
A Family Bond If you have read any of my other posts, you know that I have anxiety, along with some other mental health issues. If you haven't, well you know now. What you might not know is that my wife and daughter also suffer from anxiety. My wife is an amazing women. She's smart, … Continue reading Anxiety
One Moment
Flash! Pop? No, No, NO! Can't breath... STOP! Why? Drop. Alone. What did I do wrong? Nothing.
Hope
It's Not a Four Letter Word. I have been down some dark paths in my life. Inside I knew they would lead nowhere, but I still journeyed down them. These decisions were not made out of ignorance or stupidity. They were made out of fear of change, because in some ways it felt safe and … Continue reading Hope
Echos of Madness
Eyes shutter. Time traveling backwards. Falling perpetually past myself. Unwanted emotions probe my mind. STOP! An infinite loop, repeating shame. Submerged in icy water. Impossible to escape. Forever frozen.
Avoiding the Void
Pressure holds me tightly, constricting my very soul. Panic! Know where to hide. Whispers of doubt. Tangled in emotions. Gasping for love, drowning in shame. Running on empty, with no where to run.
One of Those Days
When Giving up Seems Practical I have days where I jump out of bed running with a list in one hand and a sledgehammer in the other. I just feel like I can tackle any problem that comes my way, with ease and poise. I am positive, assertive and happy. Other days I can't move. … Continue reading One of Those Days
Deep Breaths
When Panic Attacks. Sitting at home, reading a book and out of nowhere, it strikes. Anxiety wraps it's claws around my chest and squeezes. A switch hits, and my emotions go out of control. Fear and sadness mix inside me as I drop into a heap on the floor. To be touched or held at … Continue reading Deep Breaths
Writing Everyday
My Journey Through Madness I learned an important lesson when I was younger and it still holds true today. Holding in your thoughts and emotions can have devastating repercussions. Especially when you hold onto negative emotions, such as shame and wrath. They tend to sludge up the works, and eventually can lead to creating an … Continue reading Writing Everyday
PTSD and Me
My Journey Through Life The biggest reason I started this blog was to use it as an outlet. A place where I can express my feelings and opinions. Where I can share my life experiences. I have spent a majority of my life talking without really saying anything. I've held on to my real feelings … Continue reading PTSD and Me
One Regular Dad 