My mind feels like a slide show on speed is taking place.
Memories flit through my mind a 100 miles an hour.
Can’t seem to think about anything but seem to be thinking about nothing but him.
My mind is like a cruel road map – all paths lead to him.
I know the process of going back to the same places are painful but I’m hoping to make new memories, my plan is that if I then go there again I can revert to my new memories.
I’m going to do some research on PTSD in the next few days.
I’m hoping that if I can understand it I can overcome it.
Feel like I’ve made no progress since i found out about them.
Not emotionally anyway.
Maybe I’m asking for to much?