When PTSD tries to make you worry about the past, but it's not relevant to the present or the future.
I'm writing this post in part to try and help myself. I also recognize that it may help someone else. Living with PTSD is a freaking mess. It's worse when something triggers the anxiety, depression, self-loathing, and all the other messy symptoms. (warning, not gonna censor my language on this one) I grew up in… Continue reading Writing with PTSD