A story of seeing, feeling, working through, and continuing after a PTSD diagnosis;

Two and a half years condensed into 65 pages of poetic allegory;

Hopeful, yet honest.

 

Judgment, Self-defeat, Lust, Hope, Worry.. Hope (again; yes again).

We'll walk along the shores of dissociation, infatuation, short-changing, and rage;

And eventually sail out into the waters of acceptance, grace, sovereignty, and next-chapters.

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I Was Alone For A While, but now you’re here;

I am very happy to see you.

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