No graphic, triggering details. Just the facts.
Haven’t slept well in days, watched the clock go from 2 am to 3 am to 4 am….Tons of body sensations on my skin, in my brain. I’ve gnawed at my fingernails and took my anxiety meds. Practiced DBT and trauma release exercises. I’ve been through this enough now to know what is happening and how it will play itself out. I’ve identified it, named it and tackled it.
In other words, I’ve got this covered. I have tools and support. The memory still came in my sleep disguised as a writhing rattlesnake in my mouth. That’s what I woke up to was the feeling of it in my mouth and that’s what I’ve spent the day shaking off. Doesn’t take an expert in dream interpretation to figure out this awful phallic metaphor.
But you know what? Its okay. Today, I can hold onto my soul and refuse to let you have it. I’m gonna kick the demon in the ass today and let it know who is really the boss around here.
I’m the alpha bitch and that’s just the way it is.