The past

My head hurts

My stomach hurts

Fear grips me

And I cant see

I am not free

I am trapped

Trapped on this chair

With no air

I cant breathe

I am alone and feeling lonely

My heart is heavy

My head spins

And I can’t win

I am alone again

I feel as if I am living in sin

Flashbacks are a curse

I hate them

I hate them so much

The past claws at me

And I am never going to be free.

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. View all posts by Carol anne

4 thoughts on “The past”

Ophelia Jones says:

September 12, 2022 at 11:54 pm

Ptsd is a miserable thing to live with. I hope you find peace.

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1. Carol anne says:
  
  September 13, 2022 at 12:00 am
  
  Thanks, it is miserable 🫶🏻💟
  
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kdoheney78 says:

September 13, 2022 at 7:10 pm

This is very good. I hope you find happiness someday.

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1. Carol anne says:
  
  September 13, 2022 at 7:11 pm
  
  Thank you, Kelly. X
  
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