I’d set this blog aside for awhile – PTSD is depressing and there were other commitments. A recent comment however, made me realize how much I appreciate the community of people who have the same issues and still take the time to add their comments and help the rest of us. Thank you for bringing me back to the positive reality! To the “here and now.”
I also looked at the blog and decided I didn’t want that depressing letter to be the “last” note! Uncle Chuck is doing his own thing and I do mine. It’s a sad state of affairs, but we don’t talk much anymore.
In the meantime, there are good days and bad days and it is absolutely necessary, for me anyway, to really focus on the good ones in order to overcome the bad ones. So from here on out, I’ve made a promise to myself and to any of those readers who are still returning to the blog – depression comes and goes but it’s up to me to remain focused on the positive things in life, the “here and now,” and my promise is to keep myself in the positive end of it, at least when I write in the blog!
Anyone looking for help, needing to vent, trying to get back to here and now, feel free to comment or email, or check one of the links to the right to find the assistance you need. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is just that – a disorder – not a death sentence. I know it sometimes feels otherwise, but the reality is that one CAN function and get beyond it.
Someone once told me it’s impossible to hold both a negative and a positive thought in your mind simultaneously. Try it – it’s true! That has helped me tremendously! When I find my mind and my thoughts going downhill, I have the option, the choice, whether to let it continue on the downward slope or take a moment, breathe, and make the change to something more positive. I use nature a lot. I step out onto my patio and watch the birds for awhile, whatever time it requires to take my focus off of the negative. By watching the birds, my anxiety lessens, my heart rate drops and for a brief time, the world is a great place. The difficulty is remembering that the choice is mine; once I remember that little tidbit, changing the course of my thoughts is not as difficult. It is not always easy, but it isn’t as difficult.
It’s time to get back to work. Thank you again for the comment, Spirit. I’m back, thanks to you!
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