This week is #mentalhealthweek.
This is my son, who I very often refer to as #bestfriendnumber1
me? I suffer from #complexptsd #ptsd every single minute of every single day. PTSD is rotten, debilitating & silent. It is also incredibly deadly. Those of us with Complex PTSD must navigate our own path, to find how we can best & most simply, survive life. PTSD is chronic pain, a chronic illness. It is in every day life & impacts every dream.
My PTSD is an affect of multiple rapes, being stalked relentlessly, bullied & silenced.
I found my path for survival. My path lobbies & advocates #genderequality with every tool i have access to. Gender equality is the target we must reach to #endVAW #ENDMVAWC
My path, also educates my son on the world, cultures, diversity, respect, to stand up to bullies & to be kind, to himself & everyone else.
And always, allow him to speak.
Because silence is never as deafening or suffocating as the silence, that is your own.
My path, I never stop learning.
My path is filled with laughter, music, family and friends.
My path has yoga & meditation.
My path kicks my own arse exercising.
My path has music & art & shows on Netflix.
My PTSD path is my life.
I survive for me.
I #survive for him.