Anyone making sense of any of this yet???

I have been back and forth on this… Is it mental health, in other words anything but PTSD or is it PTSD???

Dreaming is something I have always done, even when napping… Even coming out of anesthesia, I will dream… Which let us know, I was a light weight with those drugs…

Since Freda’s death (mom) last year and finding out that my brother also died, before she did… then the big pup died of cancer and his sister followed 6 months later due to Cushings… and we found out for sure, Homer has Alzheimer’s… SO???

Is it mental health or PTSD???

I am going to go with a little bit of both… and both are not settled down yet… I still have a jumble of dreams and I still have symptoms of PTSD, but…

It don’t feel the same???

It doesn’t feel as intense and I don’t feel cornered like a rat in a maze and I don’t feel I need to retract from life in any way… and I think that… is how you find that light at the end of the tunnel of PTSD…

I doubt seriously, and I believe this… It will never go away completely… but, again that word… I have multiple bleeds on the brain and a moderate TBI and multiple concussions… My jelly roll has been knocked around a bit and it knows it… being aware makes all the difference…

They are screaming about the guy from Maine and his PTSD… I don’t like people who use PTSD as an excuse, because they will justify anything when they make excuses… Just look at religion and politics in general… so, we will see if he is another Fetterman…

As for my PTSD… I see progress and it shows in how the pups behave and how laid back Homer is… Life is happening as it should…

I remember…

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