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I’m proud to say that Betty’s Battleground has reached it’s half-year mark. I started ‘er at the end of January. The first post was about overcoming my PTSD symptoms to take my older daughter to the Womxn’s March against Trump. (Sadly, this anniversary also means Trump’s been our president just as long…but let’s focus on the positive).
This blog and I have been through a lot these past several months. I survived an onslaught of abusive litigation from the man who caused my PTSD, threats and abuse from his current girlfriend, a disappointing betrayal by my father, bumps in my marriage, craziness from the kids, and my own tumultuous mood swings. This blog and I have fared through good days and bad; high volume days and 50 view dips. I’ve found the footing to launch my freelance pursuits, and am now moving on to fellowship applications.
Today, to celebrate and give thanks to my readers and donors, I’m publishing a page filled with paying markets for mental health articles. I have been compiling these resources for the past month, and I’ll be updating it as I find more, so bookmark (pin, stumble, etc) the page!
The week before last, I posted the Fiction Fridays finale. For those new to this blog, Fiction Fridays was a series in which I posted original short stories that I had written. I closed the series, but that doesn’t mean fiction is not still an integral part of my trauma recovery. Fiction has been a bright point in my life as long as I can remember. When I was a child it was the light by which I viewed the world; since acquiring PTSD it has become the guiding beacon which I use to stumble out from this dark purgatory. Without fiction, this blog would not exist.
People have asked me how I am able to dive back into some of my most painful memories in order to write them out in these posts. Readers have commented on my courage, my bravery; the self-discipline it must take to engage with my trauma in such an honest and public manner. The answer to anything related to trauma is never something that can be summed up in a simple one word response…but ‘fiction’ has definitely been a major catalyst in my recovery. If I had not first explored my trauma through creative fiction, I would not be able to write about it in non-fiction narratives. Had I not first placed the lens of fiction between these events and myself, I would not be able to view them so thoroughly through the direct lens of truth. Fiction has allotted me a safe setting to explore feelings, events, and characters which would have been too triggering to visit in other contexts. It has reduced my symptoms. It has saved my life. Today, I want to share this tool with you.