I dream of the day of no longer having dreams. Every night I have bad dreams–nightmares even at times–of my children and family. The dreams can be very sad or anxious,  or any number and combination of feelings. The last I saw my doctor he prescribed 3mg of Prazosin every night thinking it would be good for my dreams. It was–until that point. The new dose made the dreams so much worse!! It was like regressing in treatment. PTSD in my case is already complex and can be difficult. I wish my children and family would be able to understand what I truly go through, the torture my mind instills in me. I would give anything to hold my children again! It kills me that I haven’t seen them in years and they don’t even know I exist. I won’t babysit the children of friends for fear of the emotions and memories of my own. I wish they knew. I wish my children would know that their mom still loves them and imagines life with them again. I don’t know if it will ever happen. I can hope. I pray. I love you Kerry and Patrick. ❤


Author: padschicago

Social Media Diva. From homeless to housed by Twitter & networking. Star in #Twittamentary. Interviews by numerous news media. Public Speaker. Advocate. *Not affiliated with Public Action to Deliver Shelter (PADS)*

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