You are all worth living for. In my darkest of dark times my mental disorder fought hard to forget your worth throughout your lives, but please know, my babies, it had NOTHING to do with you. It was all me. In fact, please understand I am alive because of you. At times y’all were the ONLY things in this world I had to live for and I am so grateful for you because of it. I am the most blessed woman. I have the best, smartest, kindest, loving and the world’s most gorgeous children.
Complex Post Traumatic Disorder is an attachment disorder. It is a mental health issue that causes a slew of developmental tardiness and problems with attachment bonds. I worked hard and sacrificed so many hours to learn about it so I can enjoy life with you. It has taken a lot of sacrifices from each of you as well, and for that I am deeply sorry. I am sorry from the depths of my soul and promise the next 20years are going to be beautiful. Life will be lived, and not something to survive through. These are my understandings of CPTSD, healing, and my past. It’s dark. It’s funny. It’s sad. It’s frustrating, and it’s hopeful.
This is my Story.
F*CK NORMAL!

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