Love should not be scary
Love should not hurt.
Love should be calm and safe.
Love is safe.
April 15/2024
All my life I have been told to stop this or that, or someone would pick at me and my behaviours until I stopped them.
My coping mechanisms, writing on myself, snapping an elastic band on my wrist. Heck !! Eating ketchup!
Eventually the picking eroded away who I was, who I am as a person.
No wonder why I always felt lost . I lost who I was.
Now I remember who I am. I am Jasmine Wilson
I am brave
I am confident
I am safe
I am okay
I trust myself to keep me safe
I love myself
I am number one
I am number one
April 17/2024
My time in the psych unit has been very...transformative.
Over stimulation and PTSD triggers can make a person go into overdrive. I am not so fearful,
Keyed up, on Edge. I am beginning to feel relieved. Normal.
Middle of February I left home with my two youngest children and went to a woman's shelter. At the shelter I felt safe. Warm. My laughter was coming back. My bond with my daughter was growing stronger. We were having fun.
I did leave my older boys, as I wasn't going to force them to come with me, being 12 and 15 afterall. Looking back I should have made them come with me.
I will no longer live in a toxic environment.
As the day goes on I am beginning to feel more grounded.
I am getting a doctor to check my gums as I'm feeling some pain.
What if the reason for this episode that I am in was caused from an infection in my gums ?
Reminds me—Get a lock box for my journals***
I am leaving the stuff about my Ex out of this book.** maybe in time I will feel brave enough to write about it for the world. All I feel comfortable saying is that he is an expert at arguing and making me dizzy.
Positivity:
· My meds seem to be working
· The sun is shining
· Skip the dishes is amazing! Hey a girl has to have her coffee!
· Walking is very refreshing
Memories cannot hurt me
April 18/2024
Ten minutes to a lasting memory!
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