My mind is such a blurry mess. I don’t know how else to describe it. With the yard sale because we are moving from a house to an apartment, the move, and work, I don’t know that I can fit anything else in my brain.
This will work for a while with my PTSD. What I’ve noticed in the past is I can keep this up for a bit, but if I’m not careful I will revert to old patterns in thought with the pressure. My struggle now is to try to keep that from happening. I may not want CPTSD to be in my life, but if I don’t factor it in, things get a whole lot worse.
Sorry for the short post, but I will end on a very positive note. I am going to be a grandma for a second time. 🙂 What else could hold so much promise and blessings than another little one to love?