CPTSD/Disorders of extreme stress not otherwise specified

It’s too late for me ever to recover, I know that. I did try to get help. No one listened. I think what hurts more is in 2018 when I was having my PTSD attacks, I never had emotional flashbacks – where your brain starts vibrating and you go into intense fear like you’re a small child again fighting to survive.

I don’t understand how they could do that to someone.

I’m permanently damaged forever now. It’s never going to get any better.

They’re trying to destroy me even more: and watch me suffer.

That’s NHS Highland for you.

At least they had one good psychiatrist in that place.

I actually looked okay today for the first time in months. Had my hair cut, new clothes, got some books from the charity shop, in the hope my brain would go back to normal. But it won’t. It’s too late.

I never had a chance to live.