I have to keep going

There is nothing more heartbreaking than to see someone that has been through trauma, sitting on the side of the road looking for directions. I have been there and no one came to my rescue. I guess for many reasons, but there are 2 that come to mind. I was thought to be unreachable and I was thought to be strong enough to handle whatever it was.

I was neither. I got up from the side of the road, brushed my pants off and started the long journey to recovery. I’ve learned a lot along the way. I’ve lost relationships that I once valued, but I never lost my hope in God and my 3 children. I’m at a point where I’m learning a lot about myself and the root cause of why I have PTSD and why it is important for me to face whatever giant I have to in order to completely heal.

I have to keep going. I have to move my feet, take a step every day to make progress. Yes, I’m tired. Yes, I thought it better to die. Yes, sometimes I cry. But I take 1 step at a time.

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