Be happy you knew him.

If you ever had the chance to meet Bernard “Bud” Earl Ware, Sr. it is unlikely that you would have forgotten him. Don’t be sad that he is gone. Be happy that you knew him. 5/2/1923 – 6/28/2020 What an amazing life. From plowing fields behind horses and delivering milk in wagons, the Depression, WWII,…

The list that thwarted me.

The V.A. has enabled me to do a lot of my PTSD therapy at home via Telehealth. I was provided with an iPad mini for this purpose. The last several weeks I have done therapy at home, and am very grateful for this. I’m able to stay home and stay safe, while my state is…

Feeling bad about feeling bad.

THURSDAY, APRIL 16, 2020  I’ll start this off by reminding readers that I am not a mental health professional. I write from the perspective of a person who lives with a myriad of mental and emotional health issues. Those that have followed my haphazard blog along it’s bumpy road, know some of the reasons and…

Random Ramblings

I have this huge purple notebook that I used for journaling, and general note-taking while I was in residential treatment for PTSD. I also had smaller notebooks, one for each specific class. I was leafing through my purple one this morning, and found not only notes and journals, but also some “writings” interspersed among it’s…

How I spent my summer.

I have not blogged since February of this year. For those of you that have followed my writing, you know my last post was about MST. In the months that followed, my depression worsened, and I really spiraled into despair. I wouldn’t even leave my house anymore, not even to go outside and fetch our…

32 years later, I came undone.

I am a MST survivor.  Military Sexual Assault. Sexual Assault. Rape.  My sexual assault occurred in 1984 in Frankfurt, Germany. I had been in-country less than two weeks, and this was my first duty station. I was 18, a private (PV2), my rapist was a sergeant. Alcohol was involved. I was not able to stop…