After the incident with Pooh my nightmares became more often, as well as intense. One morning I woke with the mattress on the floor and pillows everywhere. I felt exhausted like I never slept. It seemed like Poohs trigger (the van) set my
Who am I is the next stage of my therapy, and a very difficult topic to talk about. I have sacrificed to much, and gave everything I had to be sure the kids were happy and at the end of the day, I know
Poohs therapist seems pleased to see he is more himself. She agreed that the medicine increase and the tea seem to prevent things from getting worse. So we are going with our original plan and decrease sessions to twice a
Sorry its been awhile since my last post. My biggest worry over everything if Pooh would regress again. PTSD never gives me a break and reminds me in my nightmares of him not knowing who I am, his hallucinations and
The one thing I have learned over the years, my tragedy whether it was rape, domestic violence, mental health issues from the kids, or what ever the case it gave me a tolerance to the everyday problems and I always tell myself,
I just cant believe its the end of the year already. So much as happen in the last few months. But since the move its been more peaceful, and less dramatic. I’m even taking the time to find out what I like, to see what’s out
Things are starting to settle in our home. Boxes are disappearing, and personal things make it look like a real home. Jenny’s talking more and starting to process everything. It was explained to me that is the start of healing. Pooh adjusting well and doing amazing. Therapists can