Once I began to research my diagnosis of Complex PTSD (CPTSD) I learned what an emotional memory was. I also learned what love wasn't.  I had associated caring and loving someone with criticism. I learned how to be hard on myself and allow treatment that was hurtful in my life. I also had no idea that leaving it untreated could be so life threatening.

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Disclaimer: I am a mental health and suicide awareness advocate.  I document my journey through my mental illness and self discovery. I remain as authentic and raw as I am expressing how I feel.  If you listen you could learn something.