Sitting on a street corner at 3 AM, I decide I want to live. No more hiding, no more running. Those waves of memories were true. I know now that my feelings won't kill me. That my past can't hurt me anymore, unless I chose to let it.
Some days are better than others.
But I am longer a victim. Rachel D . We are in the process of adding many new pages about anxiety disorders and post-traumatic stress disorder to our site. All contents Copyright 1996, the Author. All rights reserved.