Something happened today that has broken me yet again. I was angry then depressed. Suicidal to be honest but having a husband that is supportive and kind saved me. My eyes are nearly swollen shut and I have snot all over my side of the bed but he held me through it all. PTSD sucks. It is an agonizing emotional ride. So many times I think how much easier it would be to end it all. I wish I had the moxie. I am here because I am a coward. I am a broken person held together by the giggles of a granddaughter and the tears of my husband. You cant see the insurmountable pain I carry like a noose around my neck. Today was a bad day but tomorrow should be different. Each day is a struggle. Please treat people with respect. You dont know who that person is and what they have been through. Compassion and humanity are all we have.
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 06:00:01 +0000