Decades ago before ptsd was used outside of referencing war experiences and before I understood cptsd, I started a picture journal out of desperation. I had no words to express what was going on inside—not even silent prayers. The only rule for this journal was absolutely no edits. What came out of whatever medium I was using at the moment was what was left on the paper. Jibberish, a word(s) that returned, chaos, order….it was all about acceptance. It was one of the best things I’ve ever done to recover and is an amazing look back in gratitude and appreciation for where I’ve was vs where I am today. Today I am healed and my sanity restored. Am thinking about starting another one as a creative journey this time. It has been a long time since I’ve explored that side of me. ❤️🙏
2026-11-08 18:05:25
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