PTSD – A Way Out.com A mindful way to heal

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Inside my chest, anxiety brings electricity, an abstract sense of fear, an unknown ghost, sensing an unwelcome entity is near.

The thoughts that accompany this abnormality are dark and frightening.

That’s what PTSD feels like at times for me.

I sense an abstract danger, an unknown, invisible threat.

I feel it deep inside, emblazoned from early childhood, it feels like the true me.

Yes, it is how PTSD manipulates us, controls us, and drives us.

There is another entity inside me, it thrives as implicit memory, stored also inside my cells, we call it trauma.

He has been my mortal enemy as an adult.

Many, many, many abused kids experience life this way.

Hopefully, my writings help those on a similar path.

Writing lets me explore and share, always searching for the door.
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