PTSD is like having scabs that won’t heal.
Rub and scratch, pick, tear and peel.
Damaged, tarnished, hurt enough,
filled and covered with damaged stuff.
Be patient for your wounds to heal.
Let a scar form a tight new seal,
creating a barrier between the trigger and you
that blocks your pain from breaking through.
Fully live in each moment. Be here now.
Tell your past and triggers, “Ciao, Ciao.”
~written by Susan Walz
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