Tag Archives: PTSD

Fractured Minds and Shattered Glass

Numb. Feel nothing. Shut it down. I slipped into my mind, into the depths where everything was black and nothing—no voice, no pain—could reach me. “Back again, huh?”I could hear Ian smirk through the dark. “I am,” I said. “You’re not supposed to shut down,” he said as if to pass the time. “I don’t […]

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Dreaming in Emotion

I’m dreaming in emotion. I’ve never experienced anything like this. As early as five, I remember… I was five. I was five when I dreampt that. My step-brother had crawled into an oven. The oven didn’t hurt him, but he melted the face of my doll. I’ve been terrified of dolls since. Seeing its face […]

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Embarrassed? Now!?

So much has changed… so much… I started following a group on Social Media a month ago for BPD. Then I joined one for depression. Today, I made one for rape survivors. So much happened today. I had a dream. It was a nightmare, but I didn’t know it at the time. I dreampt I […]

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What will I choose to be?

What will I choose to be? by Angela B. Chrysler   I’m sitting here on this warm November day, staring out my window in the rain. I’m thinking back on everything that has happened this year. January. Raven. March. Broken. April. Mental ward. May. Book release. June. Diagnoses. July. Blog Tour. August. Awakening. September. Book […]

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