"An Explanation"
Clearly I'm in a "fantasy" mode for now. All these recent posts about my dolls, and toys, and such. That's just where I am now.
These sweet little things are a kind of defense or maybe they're talismans of peace, and safety for me.
Well, besides my Medicine Pouch.
I'm trying to heal from the years I served my family as a caregiver. That, and my months without a home.
Although I did 'try' to forget all that. Turns out it can't be ignored. It has to be dealt with. I'm figuring my way though it now. No I'm not writing much, but then I don't know what to say. I'm just living for now
Living this amazing life I've been blessed with.
Mind you, sometimes I make 'some' notes about the last several years of this trauma. However nothing that would make sense here. When I'm ready I'll begin to write more stories, and essays on events of the day. For now I'm just getting used to being secure.
One thing I'll say,...I can sleep in beds again. That was a problem at first as I posted a few months ago. When one is on the street you can never let your guard down. You can never lay down, and never, ever really fall into deep sleep.
I am just beginning to do these things again. ...well after a fashion. My guard is still up. Just this morning I heard a slight sound, and was awake, and 100% alert.
PTSD of the streets.
However I am getting a bit better, and that's all that matters.
To my friends out there,...Thank You for everything.
Although I did 'try' to forget all that. Turns out it can't be ignored. It has to be dealt with. I'm figuring my way though it now. No I'm not writing much, but then I don't know what to say. I'm just living for now
Living this amazing life I've been blessed with.
Mind you, sometimes I make 'some' notes about the last several years of this trauma. However nothing that would make sense here. When I'm ready I'll begin to write more stories, and essays on events of the day. For now I'm just getting used to being secure.
One thing I'll say,...I can sleep in beds again. That was a problem at first as I posted a few months ago. When one is on the street you can never let your guard down. You can never lay down, and never, ever really fall into deep sleep.
I am just beginning to do these things again. ...well after a fashion. My guard is still up. Just this morning I heard a slight sound, and was awake, and 100% alert.
PTSD of the streets.
However I am getting a bit better, and that's all that matters.
To my friends out there,...Thank You for everything.
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