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RE: A Girl Called Nameless [PTSD Series: Part 2]
So I was enthralled, then the post took a turn at the end and I’m wondering if I’ve suddenly been reading a sci-fi story all this time.
So I was enthralled, then the post took a turn at the end and I’m wondering if I’ve suddenly been reading a sci-fi story all this time.
Nope! I often used the spaceship analogy to interpret my brain activity.
Oh ok, it just kind of turned on a sudden in the Journal entry sections. I can understand much of the difficulty in overcoming PTSD. I don't have it, but I am bipolar so I have cyclical depression that I deal with; and I have acute times when I am easily overwhelmed and have trouble dealing with the outside world.
What I tend to do is envision myself in a bubble with surface as strong as steel, and I keep adding layer-upon-layer, until I start to calm down. It sometimes works.
Ah, it's the chariot, the merkabah; I think I'm grasping this motif better. I have my own Nameless, after a fashion, and I think she's always been at the helm, truthfully. I feel almost perpendicular to this post in many ways, but it still resonates as true through a kind of isomorphism. 4/8/16 self-proclaimed pilots is definitely too many, and not one of them is Mercury nor Ophiuchus ;)