Yeah. Fuck my face and call me Susie. Today is one of the low days associated with PTSD. The type of day where you wake up and you really debate on living through it. Thanks God it's almost already over so I can overmedicate and attempt sleep.
And before anyone goes and does anything really fucking stupid, I'm NOT I repeat NOT suicidal nor will I attempt anything stupid. No visits from the police will be necessary at my house this time.
When I feel low, you guys should know that I come on here to vent. I apologize for that but at the same time I don't for the simple fact that this is my home as much as anyone elses.