Life of Becka

Confessions of a Dreamer

Category Archives: Post Traumatic Stress

The Traveler

I’ve written poems before on what it is like to have most of your memories gone because of PTSD. Lately I have been feeling very worn down with not being able to remember. It is heart wrenching at times to have friends tell you of the things you did together and have absolutely no clue that it ever happened. This is just another way of trying to express what it feels like sometimes.

July 4, 2010

The Puzzle Maker

Dealing with Post Traumatic Stress is like living in a permanent fog. I can tell you complete story lines from books but important events in my life like who I dated and for how long are often difficult if not impossible for me to remember. It is a constant source of frustration and sorrow. Always trying to remember people and places and never quite getting there. This is just a little poem on how I feel at times.

November 15, 2009