a Living Breathing Journal of My PTSD Journey. as I Paint through the Pain & Celebrate Life.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
OUT of the DARK (ptsd)
My body is weary,another day with out painting....I will,come out of the dark*****I can still see the light,@t the end of the tunnel,I shall close my eyes ,and dream of Jabip Village.(See earlier post,if you don't know what the heck I'm talking about bla,bla,bla,you know Charlie Brown's Mother...