Dreams
I live daily with complicated grief in many forms. I have CPTSD. Lately, my dreams seem to be nearly attacking me at my very core. If I open up the flood gates of my grief, it becomes too much for me to bear. I sob and sob. I think of the times I was told I was faking tears. My heart sometimes feels this burning emptiness, and I'm so tired of feeling this way, esp because I try so hard to be well; I truly try. In my dreams, I'm shown the most emotionally painful images and scenarios possible related to my losses. Partially venting and partially asking if anyone has any coping mechanisms for this. I'm not sure that it will ever go away but I don't know how people spend entire lives like this. I'm strong but it's very difficult.
@memyselfandmoth
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It sounds so overwhelming for your dreams to keep bringing you back to painful moments in your life.
I've no doubt you are strong and trying.
But it can be hard.
When people judge.
Don't understand.
Mistreat us.
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Sending you my genuine love and support 🩷
Thank you, dear, for being one of the good ones and for sending me some sunshine. ☀️ Ppl like you get others thru, appreciate ya ⊂(・﹏・⊂)💙💙💙
@memyselfandmoth
A pleasure 💚
Couldn't sleep last night. But I'm practicing accepting what my body needs and feels vs shame based 'shoulds.' I think that's what I need to do ❤️🩹
@memyselfandmoth
Exactly , you should never carry shame 🩷
Tysm. Really needed that. Same to you ☯️
