I've been vacillating between okay and not okay. I am stable, my identity is in tact, I feel strong, but then the symptoms of PTSD smack me across the face. It is tiring dealing with all of this. I think most recently my insomnia and nightmares are the worst.

I went with my mom to Festival of Nations over the weekend and it was incredibly crowded. It was also sweltering. I brought Stella with me. Stella was carrying a stick for most of the time that we were there, which attracted a lot of attention. I'm always baffled at the attention she gets, I guess everyone can see she's a sweet little bubby pup :-)

I got a large dream catcher and hung it up above my bed. I'm hopeful it can do something to keep me safe at night.

I can't sleep, I have been crying. I wanted to write something but I can't. I want to sleep now. I just want to sleep.