Seeing the backside of Depression…

Have to admit I am liking this back side of the depression journey…

I do have glimpse’s of how I felt before the Texas incident, finding those feelings and characteristics is like coming home again…

The depression will always be there… just as with addicts… the addiction will always be there… It is a never-ending struggle…

There is no quick cure, no magic pill, be it red, blue or green… and full understanding only comes with time…

My sleep is not disturbed like it was… It has settled into a pattern of normal or weird dreams and mostly sleep, which is something I truly need… sleep…

Yet I know it will rear its ugly head again… I never know what will trigger it… but as I get further into this journey and evaluating the memories I do have, I know this is nowhere near close to being over…

I think, from a shrink point of view… Acceptance has been the greatest gift I could give myself… Accept what was done, cannot be undone… What was said, cannot be unsaid… I just accept that in this life, there are just some answers that never get to be questions…

Thinking of a book title… “Connect the dots”… I am so struggling to do just that….

TimesUp #MeToo

I Remember…..

Author: maggi9454

My earliest memory is before the age of 2... by the time I was 13, I had no childhood memories... No holidays, no birthdays... On 11/5/17 a shooter in Texas changed all that... It triggered my memories from my 13th year... The Air Force covered it up an it happened in Big Springs, Texas 1967... Domestic violence, PTSD, TBI and I too served in the Air Force 10 years later... This is my story to remember what was stolen...