Today I can admit that I’m not strong enough.

I probably wasn’t strong enough yesterday but I made it through the day and here I am today.

I might not be strong enough again tomorrow but I’ll take it like the day before. Because I made it through that day to get there.

Because I have hope.

I have hope that one day I won’t have a flashback. I have hope that the triggers that I have that set me off will go away. I have hope that one day I say I don’t have PTSD any more.

Because I have love.

I have love from my husband. I have love from my kids. I have love from my sisters. I have love from my best friend. I have love from my fur babies.

Because I have creativity.

I have creativity with Legos. I have creativity with knitting and crocheting. I have creativity with painting.

So while today I may not feel like I’m strong enough. Tomorrow I may. And I will wait for the day where I will feel strong enough. And that day will be mine.