5am

Sometimes when I’m writing this stuff I can hear how tired I am amongst n my words that I am writing.

I was noticing my exhaustion so clearly last night as I was writing about some of the ways ptsd affects my life.

Some days I am over tired from my normal day to day responsibilities. but it’s the added stress from the situations that I have had no control over, but cause me so much harm, that push me complete exhaustion. I can feel it in what I write. But it’s also in how I move around my chores.

Uggh. I’m want some justice for how badly these toxic people harm me and my life.

It’s 5 am and I’ve been up for a while already because even though it wears me out, the anxiety wakes me up.

Justice, vindication, and safety from these people. Thats the goal