Trying to get back into it

I haven’t been around much, recently. I think I’ve been actively avoiding thinking about my CPTSD. I’ve also had zero routine, so making this a habit has not been a priority. I started a new routine (or started an old routine over again) on Monday, so I’m going to try to work more on my Trying to get back into it

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Everything Everywhere All at Once

Apologies in advance for any spoilers. I will not be obscuring them. I watched this movie about a month ago with my partner. They liked it, but thought it was very strange. I thought it was strange, but I liked it. And it made me cry. My partner is out for the night, so I’m Everything Everywhere All at Once

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A Practical Guide to Complex PTSD, by Arielle Schwartz, Chapter Five

Managing Emotional Dysregulation This is the fifth part in a series of posts about my thoughts while reading A Practical Guide to Complex PTSD, by Arielle Schwartz, Ph.D. For more posts like this, take a look at my page on bibliotherapy. Understanding Emotional Dysregulation Reading the first paragraph of this section, it hit me all A Practical Guide to Complex PTSD, by Arielle Schwartz, Chapter Five

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I’m back!

It took me about a month and a half to completely recover from RSV. I do not recommend it. I think there were several things that came from my illness, though. I quit the class I was taking. I had already gotten what I needed out of it, and due to my illness, I was I’m back!

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I’m sick

I haven’t been this sick in a long time. I am multiply vaccinated against COVID. I’m current on my flu shot. I wear masks in public. I don’t eat indoors at restaurants. My grandchild nevertheless gifted me RSV on Thanksgiving. This is worse than any cold I’ve ever had. Usually, if I get a cold I’m sick

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Sex and romanticism

I’ve always been attracted to attractive people. I mean, who isn’t, right? For better or for worse, people who are physically attractive are people that others want to be around. It’s written in our genes. When I was in high school, of course I wanted to go out with good-looking people. When I saw couples Sex and romanticism

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Invasions of privacy

I recently came across this Reddit post about someone’s experience with their parents snooping through their things. When I was a kid, our mother would go through our things any time she felt like it. Our things were not our own, and she would claim anything she wanted. Our father would go out of town Invasions of privacy

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Gratitude sucks

I was always told by my mother that I should be grateful to be alive, to have a roof over my head, to have food to eat, to be able to go to a good school. The idea was that she was my savior, and I was beholden to her. It invalidated the idea that Gratitude sucks

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