People have described me as kind, sweet, generous, intelligent, creative, remarkable, angelic, empathetic. My failures occur when I feel that I have been “screwed over”, betrayed, abused, or taken advantage of. I feel that, since I put my trust in someone, and they deliberately destroyed it, they will freaking hear it from me. Afterwards, I feel disappointed in myself, because I lost my temper. It is normal, to feel angry at times, but my upbringing taught me to accept all dysfunction, without complaint. So, now, at 58, I am a bit more lively.
Hello,
I’m Christine
My name is Christine and I am almost 45 years old. This is my very first blog. I am writing because I feel like I am living in a closet. But I am not gay, I am mentally ill, I have Schizoaffective Disorder. I also have PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder). Not many people know this about me. I have been fearful of “coming out”, because, frankly, the human population has not always been kind to people with mental illness. But isn’t it time that we come to accept all of our bothers & sisters, regardless of their differences?
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