PTSD pt 2

It seems like all things have finally left me. I mean to include words too – my most forgiving savior. I am convinced that it is part of the final stage of this long odyssey I’ve en-trailed on for almost twenty-two years. Heavy, hot flashes of headaches and turbulent washes of emotion fill my days. […]


I have the same dream every night: I am on a beach. My eyes are closed and my hands – stretched open. I am bathing in the sunlight and marveling at the easiness of the moment. Then, my eyes open. I see the shore, which looks boundless, and a wild jungle positioned miles behind me. […]