It seems rather fitting to return to writing today as it’s the anniversary of the train accident I was in. I had not planned this; it just came to me ten minutes ago.
I will backtrack in the near future as I was advised to stop writing at the start of my treatment which started nearly a year ago.
The ‘now’ is good, very good. Today I have remembered and unlike the 27 previous years do not feel guilty, I have no anguish and no tears.
The strange thing is and will always be I was surprised that an event so long ago was the seat of my PTSD.
I don’t know who will read this or my previous writings but if you are suffering please get help.
More very shortly …