Triggers are stealthy. An image, a song, a smell, a flashback, etcetera, happen suddenly. Assaults are like bullets flying over my head. In that moment my whole world changes and it takes me time to readjust. PTSD often lingers for a lifetime. I wrote the poem below as […]
When I was fifty-eight, sixteen years after Tropical Spastic Paraparesis paralyzed my legs,
Uninspired Lost in muck and mire Climbing my way out of the pit Without a rope Pulling my paralyzed body Up with my hands Slipping and sliding Blood dripping Grasping jagged rocks No ceiling above me I see the light If I keep at it The light will […]
The Spotlight today is on this passage from the above book This book is written to the ill and disabled. The soldier is the incapacitated person. “Soldiers may be wounded in battle and sent to hospital. A hospital isn’t a shelf; it is a place of repair. And […]
I cannot sleep without my head and eyes completely covered by a black satin sheet. I pull the blanket up to my chin. My mouth barely shows (says my husband and aid). I have claustrophobia, but I have always felt safe under my covers. I believe that if […]
PTSD steals the soul – depression haunts me nightly. Insomnia – even though I take a sleeping pill I don’t sleep. It’s been going on for weeks. No will to write; nothing to smile about. Why do I allow people to rule my emotions? I suffer from a disease […]
I hope you have enjoyed the quotes this week. It has been my pleasure to share some of my favorites.
Every day this week, I will be posting an encouraging quote. My wish is that they give some hope.