Hope

I am in isolation. I have great shame about my inadequacies and inability to connect. Some anger and resentment too. I am told to accept.

Therese J. Borchard speaks of hope in Lincoln: An Oscar-Deserving Story of Hope. As an aside, I wonder if Borchard sees the irony of "His happy ending" and "her obsession with death"? Nonetheless, I too have not stopped battling.

((Mudcrab)),

It is quite possible you "do" connect, however it is in your "own" way. We are "all" unique IMO, even identical twins are "unique" and have their "own" personalities.

I have never met a "perfect person" have you? I am not even sure anyone would know what a perfect person would be, perhaps something "not normal"

I know I am not "normal" anymore, I have PTSD and many of my "symptoms" that challenge me are only "normal to PTSD".

My saving grace has always been "to have an open mind". Even when I have a solid opinion on something, there is still a small space in case I might get "enlightened" into considering something different.

My husband found an advertisement for an inexpensive way for me to get diagnostic images taken of my brain for PTSD. Well, for a while I wanted to see, especially when I was struggling really badly. Now I am not sure I want to know. I am not sure I want to see some kind of damage I can't see now. Maybe it is better just to have an "open mind" and think about what I can learn to do inspite of whatever is there.

Hope and "having an open mind" is one and the same is it not?

Open Eyes