It doesn’t matter what I do the chronic symptoms of PTSD are only muted slightly by medications.

I’m sleeping again so few hours and my nightmares are waking up frightened.

I’ve had a lot to deal with lately. Grandmother and our Cat died. It certainly is pouring.

Usually I was pretty good about working on my books but lately I’ve been out of it. My creative spark has been hard to engage. Can’t force it.

I think what sucks the most is people don’t get it. They don’t understand my mania or afflictions. I don’t advertise my moments but i recognize them after the fact.

Anyways too tired to write more but this is a blog.

I’ll talk to my doctor about additional medicines or dosage recommendations when I can.

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