I had a really great day today. I did an interview and therapy and shopping etc.
But I heard two words on the radio that really triggered me.
Just two words. How is it possible to have hundreds of memories come flooding back in one small moment of time.
I immediately wanted to throw up. Little movies were playing in my mind.
This is PTSD. You think you have finally knocked it out and it sweeps over you like a tsunami.
I’m tired. Physically. Mentally. I went to the grocery store and couldnt shop. I came home with nothing. I wandered up and down each aisle thinking that I probably will never feel like eating again anyway.
I’m going to try to lay down and pray for the world to stop spinning.
Until next time – I am despising being MJ every day.