Still struggling with insomnia but I am getting some sleep at least.
I made myself a big pot of tea. I allowed myself to have one of my toast and jam teas. {Since they are discontinued I have this tea only rarely}. I needed the consolation.
I find Miss Read books have a lot of kindness and wisdom. Friends at Thrush Green is no exception. I was touched by Miss Read's sensitivity in dealing with two types of illness - alcoholism and mental illness - and the lonely fight it is.
Wise also to be clear that the person who is ill (in the first instance) has to fight this battle themselves and that it is possible to succeed.
I am very fortunate that my illness of Complex PTSD is much better. But it is not gone, just better.
I do hope I can get better sleep again soon but these things take time. I am just glad that I have space and time to get better.
The teapot I used this morning is from my Ottawa days, it's quite large and it feels like it is from another lifetime ago.
PT was really hard because I was so exhausted but they were very kind and gentle.
Grief PTSD triggers are hard because you have to face the grief and go through it. It's my own personal lonely battle but I am very aware of how gentle God is. That I have the time to grieve, a warm home, a Husband who loves me.
So many people have much harder and I am grateful for God's mercy.
May God have mercy on us all.
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