No one tells you that sometimes, or most likely, most often, your memories might make themselves really comfortable and start mixing with each other.
Of the Moments Between Tranquility and Trauma
If the trauma moments lasted days long, it would be different. That would be Hell. But they don’t. It’s not a constant carousel of corruption, not like the movies where the protagonist spends the whole of the 24-hour day span in her room, on her bed—or under it—trying to hide from the memories and triggers.... Continue Reading →
An Evening of Dissociation (and the Moment After)
Dissociation, while terrifying in the moment, doesn’t last forever. However, the choices we make while experiencing symptoms make the difference.
When the Writer Uses Programming to Cope with PTSD
If I can control the external environment in front of me, namely my laptop, maybe I can control the inner, darker parts of me too. With Halloween being tomorrow, and the day not quite being over yet, I need all the light and promise programming offers that I can get.
Musings of a Wanderer 