Slowly, Painfully

I'm not going to re-re-rehash all of the crazy stuff that I've lived through, but I've had a history that has been more turbulent than most I've known. I sometimes feel almost feral because all of those little things the average person has that keeps their mind and behavior in check I don't have. It's been a very slow process to grow socially and emotionally coming out of the hell that I grew up in and I'm still working on it. I've always set very high and lofty goals for myself which haven't always been realistic. When I was diagnosed with PTSD, I was hellbent on improving my outward appearance to the point of people not being able to tell that I do have such a severe anxiety/depression problem. Obviously, it's always going to be there, but I have grown to the point of being able to carry and conduct myself in such a way that it isn't out there for the world to see plainly written on my face and I'm proud of my progress. I still have more to do, but I've already gotten very far.
ShadowMonster ShadowMonster
22-25, F
May 12, 2012