Category: PTSD

  I used to think that the worst thing that might happen in the night would be an emergency phone call, a horrifying nightmare, or the dreaded stuck-in-that-in-between-sleep-and-wake stage, where you’re aware of what’s happening, you’re terrified, but you can’t do anything about it. Whenever I get “trapped” in that state I usually try and… Continue reading Sinking Like a Stone