Ptss Stories

A story written to protect the memories. about a boy who was abused. But even more about me the man that was that boy. I trying to write it down to finally start the healing. To understand why things happened. But most importandly to save the memories before I try again to replace them with the lies to try to forget them

Maar uiteindelijk draaide boogschieten toch eigenlijk vooral om de ademhaling. Het was belangrijk om ontspannen te zijn tijdens het schieten. Je moest je kunnen concentreren, letten op de wind, kunnen aanvoelen waar de vijand zich bevond. Zelfs met gesloten ogen zou je in staat moeten zijn een leger uit te schakelen.

Using this as my diary, to put down my thoughts

How Pehchaan The Street School Makes a Difference

Hoi! Ik ben PowerPuffPanda. Ik ben een meisje met autisme en een zebrahuidje. Ik heb besloten om vanaf vandaag, 15~08~2018 een dagboek bij te gaan houden. Waarom? Dat vertel ik jullie graag! En vat de titel alsjeblieft niet persoonlijk op, dit is gewoon mijn ervaring.

"And then there is me, Casey, the middle child. Had my first drink at the age of 13, Smoked my first joint at the age of 15, Took my first pill at the age of 18, And snorted my first line at the age of 19," Casey has the feeling that everything around her goes too fast. While everybody around her starts building their lifes, she sees herself in nailed to her childhood bed. There is only one thing getting her out right now... But after years, something has to change. The thing is, she really doesn't know how. What happens when the things you're supposed to stay away from, are everywhere around you?