I watched a movie tonight whose character reminded me of me when I was in crisis. I kind of didn't want to watch it because I didn't want to have a nightmare nor intrusive thoughts.
I watched it and was a bit agitated. It brought back memories but I watched it till the end. I celebrate the progress...I think. I understand that I was not "cray-cray" (crazy) when I endured all that stuff. I was hyper-vigilant for a reason. My world view is different. There are cues and signals that I see that I want to forget. I'm not there yet. People said I was making it up until they had similar experiences.
Though I am on the path of recovery, I see the progress. Some days I feel skeptical but other days I see that I am not where I was.
Recovery has taught me to confront, pray, confront and pray some more. So here I am....celebrating the little things...