Tuesday, March 26, 2019

A lil bit hurt.

After a flurry of events, something has happened in my brain that had me googling symptoms to diagnose myself. The closest thing that sounded remotely possible was post traumatic stress syndrome. I read through a few things online and ticked about 7/10 boxes for it. I've never really believed that the condition existed to be quite honest, especially not for something as minute as my issue.

The feeling has been bothering me for days. The event that started it all basically haunts me every day no matter how much I try to get past it, but it's not bringing me lack of sleep, anger nor have I turned to drugs and alcohol - which are the 3 symptoms I didn't tick.

Pondering and doing all the spiritual what-have-you stuff, I came to the conclusion that it's not PTSD at all .. I'm just going through the emotions that come with having a divided family aka. I'm sad.

Getting through it is tricky, because it literally hurts my heart.
When your trust is all but shattered
When your faith is all but killed
You can give up, bitter and battered
Or you can slowly start to build.

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