Tag: nightmares
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Flashback nightmare
3 am. woke up in a cold sweat. I was there again. I hate this! straight to God and my youBible. Desperation is an excellent motivational force, I find. I am starting to heal, because even in my dream, I was starting to offer myself forgiveness. 🌼 🌸 🌻 🌹 🏵 🌼 🌸 🌻 🌹…
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Don’t lose heart ♥
In your struggle against sin, you have not yet resisted to the point of throwing it all in–of no turning back, and have you forgotten the word of encouragement that addresses you as children? It says: My child, do not make light of the Lord’s discipline, and do not lose heart when he rebukes you…
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Flashback nightmare recovery
It. Worked! yayrah! I was having one of my regular flashback nightmares, and I heard myself whimpering (sorry if I just triggered you dears. Jesus, bring peace right now.) The shame. The horror. The inevitability! (That’s the hardest part, don’t you think? I have no choice. I know how this has to go. Ugh!) Battle.…
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I Remember 🌷
‘My people have been lost sheep; their shepherds have led them astray and caused them to roam on the mountains. They wandered over mountain and hill and forgot their own resting-place. Jeremiah 50:6 NIVUK https://bible.com/bible/113/jer.50.6.NIVUK
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Big Bad Mamma Jamma
Trauma vs. Faith thinking. I am scared tonight. It is 3 am and my stomach is knotted with fear. Something wicked happened deep in the bosom of my family. and I’m not sure how to get over it. (Jesus, will I ever get over it?) Freaked out:. 😨 Aaaaaaahhhh! I am so grateful tonight… 1.…
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Flash back recovery
I went to sleep worried about my closely related offender, and feeling guilty for unfriending him. His life is so pathetic and sad! You know? It’s complicated when you grew up with your offender. I’ve always felt super responsible for this person. I know how bad it was for us growing up: I was there.…
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Blogs ROCK 🎸pretty much
first, I have been walking through the hardest time I’ve ever known the last ten years or so. Ugh. I feel like Mrs Job sometimes! So many tears and sleepless flashback-ey nights (is that a word?) and lonely achey broken-heart and whatnot. You know the drill. I got so desperate that I had to start…
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Suicidal
One of the parts of my illnesses–that I am getting better and better at fighting— is wanting to take my own life— *Wanting the pain to stop. *Wanting to quit this long distance life-race. *Wanting to decide__God-like__that I have suffered “enough” and I am going to kill myself. *Wanting to take my life into my…
reboot my ❤ 