I once read a little motivational poster or meme or whatever the hell they are called said PTSD isnt about whats wrong with you, its about what happened to you. And I dont entirely agree with that. I dont care what happened to me. It isnt important to me, and it was so long ago, what happened doesnt matter. So much has happened before that and since then. And there are so many blessings in my life that do matter to me and so many things that are important to me. I have a vast family that is strong. I have a beautiful, caring wife that has been through this with me through the worst and given me nothing but the best. I have 2 wonderful children. An amazing family of in-laws. I have a ton of friends. And I dont think anything is wrong with me. I just think that mental illness is a pain in the arse. I dont want to make an ass of myself letting those things get to me. I dont want to let it rule my life and miss out on things. Sure, it still happens, and there are symptoms that are out of my hands and interfere with day to day things, but I spent too long letting it rule my life. It was a long journey to this point and I dont imagine its the same for everyone. It just is what it is, and its just what happens. Its a part of my life, I accepted it, I got shit to do. (I got schizo effective bipolar mania with dis-associative tendencies and PTSD. I went through life thinking I was just a moronic, emo, asshole though. :P)
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 10:15:50 +0000
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