The world is an unsafe place, and danger lurks around every corner. — I covered a few different PTSD symptoms and how they affect me in my daily life in two pieces I recently published: What is My PTSD Really Like? and What is My PTSD Really Like? Part II — Intrusive Thoughts. …

There’s more to thoughts than what you think — *Content Warning: Mildly graphic content When I published “What is My PTSD Really Like,” I intended to write only that one piece about some of my personal experiences with PTSD symptoms and how they affect my daily life, but my experiences aren’t limited to just those symptoms. …

Our difficult pasts led us to each other, and we formed an indestructible bond of love — The Moon and Earth are magnificent and gorgeous, but as captivating as they are, it is their past that shapes the grandeur of their bond. Their messy, intertwined history gives rise to the awe-inspiring splendor of their connection. Eons ago, Earth had a sister planet, Theia. Their precarious relationship existed…

It may not be like what you think — Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) It is safe to say that PTSD has become a controversial subject and is a misunderstood mental health disorder. What is it? How do people get it? Why do people get it? Why does one person get it, and another does not? What behaviors are associated with it? Is there…

A poem — I gazed pensively into the darkness, Looking at something that was not really there, A part of me that I don’t want her ever to see. She sits on the bed next to me, With her hand in mine, Her fingers were white from my squeezing. She stays by my…

I cannot remember the last time I had a restful night's sleep. — I’m trapped by a spell that won’t let go, My nights are constantly plagued with torment, I’m gradually drowning in an endless sea of agony and Hell. As the darkness’s waves ebb, Time seems to stretch and slow, Aging me beyond my years, I have a curse that was cast long ago…

It's the nights that are always the worst — At night, My heart begins to race, Sweat soaks my shirt, As I pace the floors of my house. You’re still only a shadow of a figure to me, But I cry when I think I see your face, I wish I could have taken your place. How sad your…

Happy f*cking birthday, America! —

Will I ever find peace? — The night terrors that torment me in my sleep, Take me to places I wish didn’t exist, I awaken, paralyzed and trembling, From dreams, I can’t remember, But that I will never forget. I become overwhelmed with fear, There’s a chill that echoes through my bones, A pain coursing through my veins…