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PTSD is a con artist, he/she entices us into thought, discussion and then judgement.
This con artist, my inner critic, defines my dysfunctional relationship with my true self.
PTSD wants me to live as a victim, avoid risking, living fully, actually giving up a productive life to hide.
When I observe PTSD from a distance, the irrational parts stick out as flawed and filled with suffering.
I have calmed my fight or flight mechanism with therapy and meditation so I can take the opposite action.
PTSD wants me to stop living my life freely.
How about you, what does your inner critic want, a true victim to control?
Therapy and meditation have limited his powers but he still found a way to regenerate and thrive.
Now, I have learned to not only resist but to change the storyline around the inner critic.
If I stop the ruminating immediately, the narrative dies a quick death.
I refuse to feel my old PTSD unworthiness, those sirens sing but their song has lost some power. It sounds out of tune for me now.
It is these little battles for dominance that decides our PTSD war.
Discount the inner critic, take immediate action, embrace contrary thoughts, go in the opposite direction, fast.
My ruminations have lessened but this is a moment to moment battle and perfection is not our goal.
Keep on the offense, vigilant and aware of the con artist.
He/she operates best when we dissociate, leave this moment to think, this is our Achilles heal.
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