ptsd
I can’t move, or the meds I just took will make me sick. I have to try and keep them down for an hour minimum and sometimes that isn’t enough.
When it does eventually come, the internal struggle is over, and then all is calm. Every cell of my body breathes deep sighs of sweet relief, and is suddenly calm. .
I remember this moment so clearly, unlike many moments in my childhood that are simply a blank, this one stuck. Although I wish it had simply vanished into the part.