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A little of this and that...

Katie here. So this blog is, well, as the title says... A little bit of this and that.

First off... Some days I feel like I'm a fake. Or that people think I'm stronger than I am because I put on the strong face. Truth is I'm afraid to trust someone, to tell them how I'm really feeling because I'm so tired of losing people. And nothing chases people away more that weakness, right?

So, I guess if I can't trust people. I have to at least have some good self care things I can do.

I do like to relax... Read books or watch movies. Lately I've discovered how much I love fruit smoothies.

Another thing... I am so sick and tired of being depressed, anxious, all this mental crap is. Especially knowing it will never fully go away ever! 

Also... I talked about this in therapy and she said this was pretty normal for survivors. Having dreams where you feel you are being abused again. I don't know what it's called, but I'm having a lot of those nightmares. I woke up crying that "no man is safe" and I guess that ties in with I don't feel safe anywhere. All my safe places have been threatened.

I'm just in a bad place right now, but I will get through it because I'm a survivor!

A big thank you to all my friends who have been there.... Especially Mary. Your support means a lot. 

Thanks for letting me rant.

All my love...

Katie 


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  1. AnonymousJuly 30, 2014 at 1:15 PM

    Great post Katie! We all just have to keep on keeping on...with a little help from our friends! :) MA

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