It’s hard to write a book with PTSD

Books

Books (Photo credit: henry…)

 

So I’ve started the task of writing a book about my journey with PTSD.  I’ve got the basic layout in my head, but it’s proving to be quite a challenge.  One of my symptoms, if that’s what it’s called, is that I find it very hard to concentrate, or recall recent information.  Therefore, when I go back to work on the book I don’t really remember where I left off or even what my train of thought was.

 

I find myself having to go back and re-read everything to try to regain the thought process I was on.  Sometimes that works and sometimes it doesn’t.  At times I just have to give up for a short time and try again later.  It’s frustrating enough that I’m tempted to just quit.  But, I don’t want to do that.  I really believe that I need to accomplish this work.  It may take me longer than I hoped because of the memory hurdle.

 

I guess nothing worth doing is easy.  So on I go into the fray.

 

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Pay attention, but don’t worry

Riot Police.

Riot Police. (Photo credit: alhussainy)

 

There’s a lot to be concerned about going on in our country right now.  Gun control, debt, immigration, increasing violence, etc. etc.  It’s getting harder to keep your head in the sand, so to speak.  Go on to Facebook, it’s there.  Twitter, same.  News, yep.  And so on it goes.

 

There are so many things going on it’s easy to just want to stick your head in the sand and wait for the storm to pass.  I must say, unfortunately, these storms may not pass.  They may just create bigger storms.

 

It’s difficult in its simplicity, but the truth remains.  Trust God.  It’s really the only viable option.  You can prepare to your hearts content for whatever seems to be the biggest threat, and it’s not necessarily a bad idea.  But in the end, Jesus is still in control of your life or not.  It’s your choice.  Trust is difficult, but that doesn’t mean it should be discarded.  The truth is, God may very well allow our country to face the music.  We’ve pushed him out of our country for many years now.  But He won’t give up on his children.

 

Stand firm in Christ Jesus.  This too shall pass.

 

I forgot what I was going to write

So, I had a great idea for a blog post in my head.  I was getting ready to write it and then my wife was showing me some stuff she had found online.  Now I can’t remember for the life of me what I was going to write.  I’m setting here trying really hard to catch that thought, but it seems to be gone.

Oh well, maybe next time.  Enjoy your day.

Being judged on Facebook

I think there’s no denying that there’s a communication gap on any social media site. People, even if they know you, will tend to judge who you are based on what they see you post.

Lets say you are passionate about a current events topic. Could be gun control, abortion, cell phone use while driving or any other current event. If you post too often about a particular topic, then suddenly you’re a borderline nut job.

The judgers will not typically remember anything else you’ve talked about. They will simply compile their new opinion of you based on the most recent evidence, to the exclusion of all other information. They also will rarely take the time to try to understand why you are so fired up about a topic. They will just judge you and move on to the next victim.

In my opinion this sucks a ton, but I don’t see a way to change it. Abstain from all social media I guess. Maybe only post pics of cats, but then you’d be labeled as a crazy cat person.

By the way, I see this happen on Facebook more than any other social media venue.

Dog barking and ptsd

We have an old yellow lab, Beau is his name. Even though he's old as dirt he still jumps and barks like a puppy when we come home. His barking doesn't seem to bother my wife, but it scrambles my brain like crazy. It's a ptsd thing. The extremely loud noise seems to short circuit my ability to think. All I can do is get away from the noise as quick as possible. Once I'm away from the noise, I can regain my thoughts.

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Hansel and Gretyl

English: Color silkscreen poster for a Federal...

English: Color silkscreen poster for a Federal Theatre Project presentation of “Hansel and Gretel” by German composer Engelbert Humperdinck (1854-1921) at the Beaux Arts Theatre, 8th and Beacon Streets, Los Angeles, California, showing Hansel and Gretel talking to a witch. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

My wife and I went to see Hansel and Gretyl tonight.  First, I do recommend the 3D version.  Second, don’t take your kids.  Good gravy, I had no idea these two were such potty mouths.  I understand you’re fighting witches, gremlins, etc.  But really, are all of the profanities necessary?  Did the gremlins lose power if they first heard some good old fashioned cussing?

 

To be honest, maybe the answer is yes.  Maybe trolls and other creatures are put off guard by foul language?  Who knows and honestly who cares.  Anywho, go see it and have a good time.  Or wait for the Bluray, I don’t care.