The Memory I didn’t Choose
My favorite place. Serene water with a gentle ripple. Or a slow drop on a vast vessel of water. Looking through a crystal clear ocean to find he shimmering sand..these things I seek. I choose. But I’m also haunted. My face pressed up against the glass of my windshield like a bird birthed in flight I crash- 💥 I’m not sure until now 💥my triad failed 😣 nutrition exercise and sleep…. Systems in lock down and I’m rebuilding again 💥the memories will come during any moment and I respect myself💥but my god do I feel challenged right now ❤️ always striving to live love and begin again… I’m so tired 💤#PTSD #ComplexPosttraumaticStressDisorder
