I am not there yet, far from it, but you might have noticed in the last few days (assuming you read my posts) that my mind is drifting steadily back into normal territory - that being human stories with an analytical touch and even writing about crypto.

For goodness knows how long my posts have focussed on my demons and on my battles that at times have threatened to consume me. I have felt claustrophobic, trapped, the depths of despair and acute grief while wrestling with grief and fear.

With a lot of support, including from family (who I finally let in after 46 long years), I have momentum. My mind is being renewed and my mojo seems to be coming back.

I am writing again, I am breathing again, I am still in deep uncertain waters, but for now my head is above the water and I can see the shoreline.

I am feeling something that I have not felt for a long time.

Hope!

Four days without any kind of flashback is almost like a holiday. It does not mean that they won't return or that the waves won't pull me under again, but for now to expand the metaphor I am at least treading water and probably actually doing a bit better than that.

Seems my mojo is steadily returning, but I have to be wary; demons are sneaky and might well be hiding and ready to pounce again in a moment of vulnerability.

Thank you for being there!

As always stay safe and well my friends!