PTSD worse.
Being around my family, my main support, is a major trigger right now. This leaves me feeling isolated. They know I’m dealing with PTSD, but not that they are connected. Although, it wouldn’t be hard to guess. This situation will be temporary hopefully. My T is helping me work through these things. His support is amazing.

So far I am safe, but my feet are slipping. T is aware. If I can get through this fire without being hospitalised I will be thrilled. I will be even more thrilled if Bipolar doesn’t show up.