We who have PTSD have work to do each and every day to keep what lies beneath the surface in good working order.
I just love wild rabbits! They are such a joy to watch. As sweet as my little friends are, they aren't what Easter is all about.
My heart is still heavy this morning, thinking about all the people out there who are suffering because of intrusive thoughts.
Heartbreaking...So much suffering out there. I wish I could give all...battling intrusive thoughts a big hug!