... thank you. I needed to hear this, today. Especially today. I'm losing a friend, right now, over this.

It's sunk in... one of the things I hate most about ptsd, so far... is how everyone is treating me. Like I'm delicate and fragile, and everyone is trying to protect me. Sometimes... they "protect" me by pulling away...

and it hurts. Because I used to be the strong one, that everyone leaned on. And I'm not that person, anymore. Everyone sees it. Everyone knows it. I've been the last one to realize it - and now that I do, it hurts like hell. I defined myselfby my ability to help others. It feels like there's nothing left, now....