I hear you. And I've said this same thing soo many times. Hopefully one day sooner than later... you will be.

U will get there one day friend. Dont give up hope. We are all here for u. Higs.

Thank you guys <3

I know, lilmiss. I set my emoji face here on DS to "OK" in that spirit. I'm not asking for more, just OK is all. Same for you, too.

Dearest lilmissy,

i empathize.
i can totally relate.

Holding my hand out to you.

love&hugs

Lil Missy, we all want to be OK. cPTSD means finding a different definition for OK. For me, it means accepting that there will be some terrible days, and nights, but remembering that there were also some days that all was well with me. When caught in a rough patch, it is so hard to remember that not all days were terrible. Comforting hugs as you take out your toolbox.

I want that too... for you, for me, and for everyone on here. It takes time to heal, and SimpsonsOK is on point that being "OK" doesn't mean feeling 100% all the time. I've found that being miserable has helped me appreciate the times when I'm happy even more. There will always be ups and downs and bumps in the road. But that makes the good times even better. And there WILL be good times. Take care

Thank you guys so much <3

I don't know the future, so I'm not going to tell you it will happen. However, and its a big however, a great deal of effect on being okay is how we respond to not okay. I know this to be true because I’ve been in the same not okay place more than once and sometimes its not okay and sometimes it is okay. What was the difference? Two things: 1. acceptance, which i sometimes get from saying this:: “grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things i can, and wisdom to know the difference.” 2. Hope - i know how hard it can be not to lose hope sometimes. When i find myself losing it, i think of emily dickinson’s poem:

“Hope” is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all

And sweetest in the gale is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm

I’ve heard it in the chillest lands
And on the strangest seas
Yet, never in extremity
It asked a crumb of me~

As soon as i say that last line, i say yup, it cost me nothing to have hope. And i find hope again.

Anyway, here with you friend. Triple hugs of support...
And hope : )

((((((Evergreen))))))))) <3