If I make it out alive, out of this bad anxiety I am feeling, I will be crying happy tears.
Sometimes all you can do is muddle through and try to survive. All you can do is hope. All you can think is, I need to make it, no matter what it takes. And, I am. I am alive. I am doing all I can to survive.
I woke up at 2 AM. I had a nightmare. And I couldnt go back to sleep again. Now I am awake for the day and trying hard to distract myself.
Its kinda working. I made some tea. I have the radio on. I am surviving. And that will need to be enough for now.

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. 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.

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