ptsd

The nightmares have returned

Nightmares are nothing new to me. For the majority of my life, I’ve suffered from then at varying intensities. They can be anywhere from a mild annoyance to completely life altering and causing me to be unable to sleep. It’s actually a big reason why I started drinking. If I drink enough, I don’t remember …

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Day 3 in the hospital. About as fun as it sounds

This is our third day in the hospital dealing with RSV, and I don’t think we’re don’t quite yet. It was a long and noisy night in the hospital, as they usually are, and I’m just ready for all of this to be over. I’m glad we’re here and that Atlas is getting the care …

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One more Sunday

Dear weekend, I’m not quite ready for you to leave me just yet. You were too busy, too fast, too chaotic. If I could just have one more day, one more Sunday… I’m just not ready to move on yet. I’m not ready to meet Monday where it is. Sunday, you weren’t good to me …

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I’m sad, but I can’t admit it.

There’s not much I have to say right now. Or, maybe, more accurately, I’m feeling far too many things to know how to adequately put them into words. I had therapy last night, and I don’t know. It was a little okay, a little interesting, and a little hard. We did end up watching that …

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