I don't know about anyone else here but I have a hard time with even the idea of going to therapy. In fact, I haven't been to a therapist in months. I can't open up that way, to anyone. The closest I come to really conveying how I feel is on here and every now and then with my fiance. I'm not the biggest fan of medication and take as little as I can. Because these both tend to be how people have come to deal and cope with PTSD, I never really had any other advice to go on. Well, I've found some solace in more of a creative world. I've been writing a book and multiple short stories and found this to be an acceptable way for me to discretely get out what's going on inside my head. I've also found that drawing tends to ease my anxiety. I read at night instead of watching T.V. which is helping with the falling asleep issue (I still wake up a lot but hey, that's insomnia for you). All in all, just expressing myself in these strange abstract ways makes me feel safe because I know no one can really sift through all of the craziness. It's my way of talking about my issues without actually being exposed. I know it's cowardly but it's the closest I can get right now and that's better than before.