Wasted Time

An interesting day. . . .not feeling well, so I'm all huddled up at home. But I've also been feeling like my life could have turned out so very differently had I been diagnosed correctly back when the panic attacks first began. . . .which seems like past 27 years have been wasted years. . . .

They haven't been, of course. . . .because I needed to experience everything else, even if it was painful and difficult. I'm getting the information I need now, and the resources I need to do the kind of work I need to do, so that's all that really matters.

The PTSD forum that I found is so much more than just information and support. And the Trauma Diaries are not online journals, either. I'm not familiar with Exposure Therapy, but I am about to become well immersed in it. Right now it's all about me. . . .what I need . . . .what I want. . . .and what I'm willing to do to get there :)

So tonight I feel grateful and hopeful from a completely different place. . . .so we'll see what this new year brings!