Rough waters

ComplexPTSD Crash

A wreck at sea

My life was a wreck at sea
Pirates came and destroyed me at sea
They stole all the treasures
that I had on board with me
I was wounded in the robbery
I barely; nearly didn’t survive
The storms were rough around me
No one in sight to rescue me
A flare in the air, unseen by anyone
I was a wreck at sea
Somehow, I made it through,
surviving my ordeal
Scared, drifting along,
I landed on the sand
I was so glad
But still, no one in sight
40 days had passed,
3 years, is nearly gone
Now, I must save myself
The water is still rough around me
But still, I will survive this time
and tell you: I have suffered,
but I have survived!

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Published by ComplexPTSD Crash

Welcome to my odyssey through Complex PTSD. It started unexpectedly on August 9th, 2021, during a challenging 12 km hike. The morning was calm, the air crisp, and our spirits high as we set off. Eager and ecstatically happy, we embarked on this unforeseen difficult adventure. However, merely five hundred meters in, I found myself falling behind. Determined to catch up, I quickened my pace, glancing at my watch. And then... a tree materialized before me, greeting me with a terrible greeting. From that moment, everything shifted... thus marking the start of my life-changing journey into the world of Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

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