You know how I know I’m healing? I moved away from home five years ago. I had so much trauma and my PTSD was constantly getting triggered because my home, the town I grew up in, had become a war zone for me.
So, I left. And I didn’t dream of coming back. For years, I said that I would never and could never live there again.
But today, that’s changed. I have glimpses of thoughts of “I could raise my family here” and even moments of longing and desire for home.
Who knows what the future holds. For now, I’m proud of my healing. This is a sign of the growth and recovery I’ve made. And I am grateful for that.
Sarah's Story 