Yesterday I was hit with all-day flashbacks of my time in the hospital and my experiences with the fire that destroyed my home. I thought a drink or two would calm me down (it usually does), but it made it worse. The one thing that helped was writing to a very close friend about how I felt and keeping a photo of someone special on hand where I can see. The writing was very therapeutic. I also texted my best friend for a little bit who comforted me and I called my other best friend and we chatted for a few minutes.


Today was so-so, not so much flashbacks but the anxiety was overwhelming. I listened to a lot of Evanescence. I had a counselor appointment today. We didn't talk much about the flashbacks, but we talked about things that took the anxiety and the stress away.