Every now and again it's important to lighten things up a bit and remind oursleves that even superheros (which any survivor is in my book) get brought down to earth by mundane complaints.
This thread is meant to be a place to bitch, moan, complain, or whinge about anything you need to get off your chest that has nothing to do with recovery, abuse, or trauma at all.
My ankle really f-ing hurts right now. I have no idea what, if anything I did to it, but it's driving me batty.
"I am not a mechanism, an assembly of various sections.
And it is not because the mechanism is working wrongly, that I am ill.
I am ill because of wounds to the soul, to the deep emotional self...."
Healing D.H. Lawrence