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I have been distant since my Annie and Umi died (my beloved dogs). Between my grief and sorrow, I have been going through weekly trauma therapy and it’s been emotionally exhausting. On top of that I have been plagued with insomnia.
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Living life in a blur…
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It’s time for me to rejoin the internet world on a greater scale. I backed away from most social media and plan to keep it that way for a while.
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I have trouble making actual human connections. It’s not that people don’t like me… I don’t give most people a chance to know me in the first place.
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I have a few online friends that I keep in touch with when I can. Isolation has become my security blanket.
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I haven’t had a real-life friend for so long that I stopped counting the years. When I look back on the friends I had, not many were genuine or a positive part of my life.
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I have retreated to a world of cats and dogs, and more… I have two teenagers (who are awesome, and a loving husband!!) and have a lot to be thankful for.
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Still, with Complex PTSD, it’s difficult to let go of the past. I have been praying to forgive others and to let everything go. I am waiting for my heart to feel it; I’m not there yet.

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I Don’t See the Point
rehashing the past
made no difference
it didn’t change
the heartache I experienced
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all it did was add fuel
to the burning fire
sparking up anger
resentment, and lost desires
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within a headspace of the unknown
a roadblock surrounded my senses
between the darkness within my mind’s eye
I saw everything through strange lenses
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my reality, I did not acknowledge until then
it was easier to fall in line
but once I did, I could not pretend
that things were all good and fine
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I can only live one life
and can no longer separate
my mind from my heart
I’d rather recreate

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