Good news!! A few weeks back I mentioned that my chiropractor found a concerning mole on my back and I was going into the new year with a potential cancer diagnosis. I finally got all the test results back and as mishappen, and googly looking … Continue reading B9
Ending 2017 which has been a wonderful year over all, on a challenging note... I've been going to the chiropractor fairly regularly since I went back to work. I've struggled with this weird tingling sensation between my shoulder blades and intermittent numbness in my left … Continue reading The Big C
I've been meeting with my therapist again a lot recently, especially since the pieces of what happened during the break in at my apartment this past May are beginning to fall into place. It's been less difficult to come to terms with the initial shock … Continue reading Tearing Open the Scars
A very Merry Christmas, and happy holidays to everyone from our house to yours. 😊🎄🎁🎉
Some days my brain just says NOPE the moment I wake up in the morning until the moment that I fall asleep at night. Nothing cooperates. I'm in a fog, bad memories hit me from all angles with or without a triggering event, and my … Continue reading Bad Brain Days
Taking a month off from blogging has been refreshing. The kids are super excited about Christmas this year and I have so much going on planning with them I don't know how much I'll be posting here in the coming weeks. NaNoWriMo was a huge … Continue reading Tequila on the Rocks
Hubs has started going through his boxes from storage and in them he's found pictures of his life before me. I don't care about them, but he presented an odd dilemma to me the other day sharing a picture with me. We've had the opportunity … Continue reading Beyond Understanding
*** TRIGGER WARNING *** I usually don't mark this date as anything significant. One reason being that I don't clearly remember if this is the exact date that I endured a profound traumatic event. I remember it being three weeks post another trauma anniversary and … Continue reading 12
Not only have I been wrestling with flashbacks of the break in at my apartment, Little has been struggling with her own. They only seem to bother her when her stress threshold reaches a certain point. As much as I hoped and wished for her to avoid it, she seems to have inherited the PTSD gene or series of genes or whatever genetic factor that contributes to a predisposition toward unresolved trauma.
We’re navigating these uncharted waters together. I’m able to cope with my own struggles, and I’m doing my best to teach her age appropriate coping techniques. All of her emotions are relatively new territory being so young, and what I’ve shared with her seems to be helping at least redirect her mind away from her memories.
It’s been heart breaking to watch her going through this. Heart breaking, and in a selfish way helpful for my recovery. It…
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Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh... the dreaded "time change" is upon us Midwesterners. It generally becomes especially hectic around our house specifically because Little and Crash both have night terrors associated with the change in their sleep cycle. Champ does pretty well so far which is a good thing, … Continue reading Saving Daylight