The sometimes, seemingly out of the blue, it’s as if I start to shut down. Maybe because everything has become too much again, I don’t know why. But a completely overwhelming coma-like fog washes over and through me. I can’t get up, sit up, remember things, think straight, or do anything. I feel myself sucked into this state, unable to fight it no matter how hard I try. It’s horrible and horrifying. It’s my life with PTSD.
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