I very rarely think that dysautonomia is a survival mechanism, but I'm kind of wondering about that today. My mental and physical health haven't been awesome lately, because C-PTSD is a sponge that sucks up ambient fear, but I thought I was holding it together okay. Thought being the operative word in that sentence. I … Continue reading Feed a Fever, Starve the Bully-in-your-Brain?
Today has been lousy. There's no other way to say it. Its lousiness has stemmed primarily from two causes: dysautonomia and C-PTSD. (I will write dysautonomia and C-PTSD officially, but I could just as easily have claimed dysautonomia and office politics. The two are kind of synonymous when C-PTSD views any perturbations in power dynamics … Continue reading I Love You More than Salt