PTSD does a number of things to a person, one of the things I loath the most is when it sets my nervous system afire. It's heartbreaking.
Is what we see, really what's going on? In this post, I argue that the answer is no. Underneath the surface, there's more than meets the eye.
When one has a mental illness, winning one battle, one moment at a time is a victory. With that in mind, I know that I am always fighting for my life.