I can feel myself slipping back into the clutches of my ptsd. The nightmares are slowly regaining a foothold despite all the positive talk that I give myself before bed. As a result, my energy level during the day has diminished. My anger is right at the surface.

Last week, my van overheated, and I had to have the radiator replaced to the tune of $1000 or so. It was just one more thing in a series of negative turns.

The darkness is closing in and I am terrified. I don't want to lose myself again.