Autocorrect may be funny in memes, but for me, it sometimes reopens a scar from the night everything changed. How a single misplaced word became a lasting reminder — and how I’ve learned to live with those strange, silent triggers.
Tag: PTSD
War Never Changes
Anniversaries aren’t always about celebration. For someone with PTSD, they can be landmines. In this post, I reflect on trauma, empathy, and why even in the wasteland, war never changes.
Battle-Weary in September
September drags old scars into the light. PTSD anniversaries, bad memories, and a country at odds with itself. Sometimes the Wasteland is the only place I can breathe.
Counting Avoidance
When avoidance becomes a way of life, even lists can feel like enemies. Between writer’s block, PTSD, and the fallout from strokes, I’m learning how to navigate decision-making, distraction, and guilt—with help from The Count and a very patient dog.