For the first time in almost four years I feel really ill. The last time I could not get out of my bed for four days. This time I’m not that bad but it shows how trauma affects our lives.
I realise that because I’ve made progress I can see the affect it’s having on me. I’m struggling to find peace in my mind tonight.
I hate feeling so vulnerable, but I suppose it goes with the territory. Feeling under the weather is something most people can just brush off. As a survivor I understand that my brain has been rewired due to the trauma I suffered all those years ago.
This time I know I’ll be ok, but I just hate being ill.