I’m back in the hospital again, to try to get straightened out. I felt a crash and burn coming on, and this time I actually scared myself. I was really angry. I still am angry, which is something I have never felt to this extent before. I see that this is something that is going to affect my life permanently. I lose jobs, that I enjoy and find rewarding, I cry and hide in the night, finding that my mind is lost in the confusion of the trauma. This time I have also lost time. Periods of time are missing. That’s scary. I know in my heart that I am a good person, but it seems that I can only do one thing at a time. But right now I feel damaged and broken.
Oh, and my new shrink wants me to journal. EVERY DAY…lol…so here we go.
to me continued.
keep me in your prayers, cuz God knows I need them.
