This PTSD work is pretty difficult. Emotionally as well as physically I’m exhausted. But not just exhausted: beat up. Yes, my head hurts like I have an injury. Like Tre said about his migraines, “It’s like if you fall down on the concrete and you hit your head. It hurts like that.” My head feels like I hit it on concrete. Bruised. Throbbing.
That’s just my head. The rest of me is getting beat up too.
But I have reason to be optimistic. Truly. Because the very first tiny EMDR exercise, to set my safe place more firmly, well I really liked the centered, balanced, easy way it left me feeling.
Anyway, I can’t go back.