The world I once knew is gone.

I’ve lost myself.

I knew it would happen again, but I thought I’d come out of it. My original plan was to prove the PTSD from the abuse in 2018, but unfortunately, my brain changed forever.

I knew it was coming though. I knew the longer I couldn’t access trauma therapy my PTSD would come back, and this time it’s never going away.

I have to try accept that and it’s the most hardest thing in the world.

It’s now CPTSD.

My first emotional flashbacks were last year.

It’s too late to save me. My brain took as much as it could and collapsed. I wanted at least a few years of happiness and life.


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