we’re in for a bumpy ride…

its 11:15 PM. almost may 1st. almost midnight.
i can feel my heart rate rising, i can feel the panic of some of the children inside rising. they are very afraid.
im trying my best to comfort them. im trying to let them know i am here, and i will protect them.
not easy when you are feeling like a failure. like you cant protect yourself so how can you protect them?
god. i hate this night. i really just want to sleep. but im thinking i am probably not going to sleep much tonight.
if you can send good vibes prayers thoughts to me that will be very much appreciated by me and by all fo us.

Author: Carol Anne

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

18 thoughts on “we’re in for a bumpy ride…”

  1. Carol Ann and all, you are so giving to others and beautiful in sharing your stories. Please know that your willingness to share your lives with us, makes the world a better place! Thank you for being willing to do that. I am thinking of and praying for peace for you tonight. I hope you will take comfort in knowing that memories are not happening right now. They are in the mind which wants us to control us sometimes when it feels like a strong bully. Surround and protect yourself by constantly coming back to the present moment, if that feels safe to you. I know you will make it through. Whatever happens, know you are all a blessing to our world ❤️

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  2. Sorry to hear this for the second night. You, of course, have a ton of +++ vibes coming your way! You know why? Because I am up to send them to you! 😳 ooo

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