1000 Days

Dear Mark, It’s been 1000 days without you in our lives. One Thousand Days. Time seems to have fast forwarded but I remained still and stagnant until recently. It was difficult enough trying to navigate life after I was sexually assaulted in the March of 2019. Along with my Potato Fam I had you there […]

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438 Days

I can’t sleep and I miss you. I heard this recently, and it hit me like a train. I feel exactly like this. Time doesn’t heal the pain and the hurt, the nights just get longer. I’m completely and utterly dead inside. I feel nothing at all. You being gone is the most horrific thing […]

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What Does Normal Look Like?

I lost two days because of my latest meltdown. The only way I could deal with the pain was to medicate. I had to cancel EMDR as well, which made me really angry with myself. Waking up today, I’m still not in the greatest of spaces but I made the call to bath, shower, dry […]

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One Of A Kind

I am one of a kind. There is no other like me (some would say, thankfully). Why I do what I do, how I behave, how I share my life, what I say, how I say it, and why I do what I do is all one of a kind. Some can deal with it, […]

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My Life With CPTSD

Second EMDR session today. It drains me. I slept for 14hrs after my first so will be interesting to see how tonight goes. Processing Trauma is fucking hard. I spent the entire session, as I did the first, just sobbing. It’s hard. I don’t like my therapist. Liking her would be wrong. What she does […]

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What To Do When “That Day” Happens?

Many people have asked me what to do, who to contact and how it’s expected for you to be when your person dies, so I thought I’d share what I’ve learned during the last 6 months. What to do? Be hysterical. Be calm. Be whatever you need to be. There are no rules when your […]

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Acceptance

Holiday 2 of 4 cancelled. Part of me is pleased because COVID the Cunt is still amongst us. When I add to the fact I’m nowhere near ready to leave the house and mingle with people, it makes for a good outcome. The other half of me is conflicted; I should leave the house, I […]

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142 Days

How do people who have suffered trauma cope with lockdown, with every day a Groundhog Day of pain? I can only speak for myself, but I’ve been on my own lockdown for the last 142 days. Yes, I’m counting. Each day presents new or repetitive challenges but the basis is the same. Dealing with the […]

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A Little Goes A Long Way

I’ve always bounced back. From every knock I’ve ever experienced, I’ve found a way to reflect, rebuild and go again. My Psych on Wednesday was pretty hard. He pushed me to recall really difficult stuff, he challenged my thinking, my self-esteem, my perception. Considering it was the second day after we said “in a bit” […]

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Grief. You’re a Prick!

On 13th December 2019 my husband, Mark, passed away. The reason he passed was unexpected, the Coroner came back with `undetermined’. That shit is hard to reconcile with. Mark was 52. Christmas and New Year passed in a blur, as have the days and weeks since. How can I possibly explain how I feel right […]

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