It’s the last day of 2018 and I’m awake early, traumatised from my PTSD flashback last night and the subsequent nighmares. My amazing human being had innocently put on a different show (because it was light and fun) after I had said what show I wanted, and I had spiraled into a panic attack and minor meltdown. It was one of the first instances where I’ve spoken up and asked for the input to stop, and explained that I’m having a panic attack.
My amazing human being immediately stopped the show, grabbed my hand, and guided my other hand to my cat and stood with me until I was more settled, then provided chocolate. Unquestioning support.
For me, 2018 has been a year of self discovery, self expression, and healing. It has been hard, it has been upsetting, in some instances it has been straight up traumatising, but I come out the other end of 2018 a calmer, more balanced, and possibly even more confident person than I began 2018.
I must absolutely credit this back to my phenomenal friends, the closest of which have also (sadly) gone through narcissistic abuse, and who have been open and loving and who have shown me how to be open and compassionate with regards to my own mental health issues. In one of my oldest friends I have found a role model for how to live with chronic illness, how to go through life unapologetic and dignified with disability, and how to allow yourself to be how and who you are.
In my amazing human being I have unquestioning support and consideration, and unending laughter. He enables me in all things and throws his enthusiasm behind me, regardless of what direction I take. He is constantly thinking of ways to make life easier and better, and reminds me that yes, I can do things the easier way, I don’t have to just suck it up and do it the hard way.
Yes, this year has been a hard one, but it has been a good one. I am still glad to see it go, and look forward to what 2019 brings.
Walk to Wellness 