Hello lovelies, I will get right into it. The past few months I have been going to PTSD group classes at the VA. They fuck me up. I am on medication as well, it helps even though I am not a fan of psychotropic drugs. These classes though.... they bring up things from the past, painfully so. Things I would rather not discuss. My night terrors have been more frequent as a residual side effect. So, sleeping has been rough too. The classes help in their own way, bringing to light thought patterns and other nefarious aspects of my behavior to light so that I am more cognitive of myself. Though it still has been pernicious to my over all state. Well as fate would have it, on the day of completion of these group therapy sessions I was involved in an accident, I was not at fault. A truck speeding like the fist of objective cosmic inevitably slammed into my Astro Creep ( my red 2005 Doge Neon SXT ) killing it with mechanical indifference. My PTSD related symptoms have been completely bonkers ever since. My night terrors and anxiety have been cubed. One of my night terrors was so intense I pissed the bed. So my car was a total loss. I have been going to the chiropractor. The insurance company offered 1,300 dollars for my car, and I am trying to fight for more. My car was a salvage title and I had spay painted it with various words and pictures, but I have put over 3,000 into it making it a reliable vehicle and 1,300 will not get my sanity back, the pain in my neck gone, and it doesnt even begin to get me what I lost in my Astro Creep. I almost cried when I had to clean it out, I dont much want to talk about that. There is more to this, like unfinished negative side quests. I do hope you lovely readers are doing good, as for me I just have to stay alive till the clouds clear, its all just another fold in the blade, right?
