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Originally Posted by Kiya
I also realized that I'm afraid to truly grasp life fully because I expect that if/when I do, I'll get death as a bachlash; either murdered, killed in an accident, or a terminal health proclamation.
Weird, eh?
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SO not weird. That's one of the (many) reasons it took me so long to finally start therapy....I figured what's the point of working on feeling better? And why I haven't done SO many things (until recently) - visit a naturopath and chiropractor, get my HAIR CUT, take vitamins, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc. Because I always really felt like something terrible would happen to me, and then whats the point of even trying? I *think* that is a PTSD symptom? (not sure)
I'm trying to let myself really believe that the journey, not the destination, is what's important.
