Just-A-Stick

"You don't need to be 'fixed'," Iris said quietly. "You just need to work on healing."

"It takes time. A lot of time. I don't think I can say how long just yet. It depends on a lot of things."

Ahna stands to the side, watching the proceedings with a kind of dull interest.

"There are things you can do. Self care: Get enough rest, eat well, exercise, and try to relax. Avoid substances like alcohol, drugs, caffeine, and nicotine, which can make anxiety worse and interfere with healing. Coping strategies: Be patient: Remind yourself that you're managing and don't get frustrated with yourself if you're not doing things normally. Talk to someone: Find friends, family, or a support group who can understand and support you. You can also talk to a doctor or counselor about trauma and PTSD. Learn about trauma and PTSD: This can help you understand what you're feeling and develop coping strategies. Practice relaxation: Try distracting yourself with positive activities. Confront what happened: Gradually try to confront the trauma instead of blocking it out. Don't avoid places or activities: Try to keep to your normal routine and don't let the trauma limit your life." She said, handing him a pice of paper with everything she just said written on it.

LUCKY!!!!!!

"Because... life isn't easy. Whoever tells you it is, is lying or trying to sell you something." Iris patted his shoulder gently.

I have a sunset photo for Y'all!

And so, another quest, a journey, begins anew. Some will fall, maybe even die, who knows the end result... but... we could join them... we don't have to stumble along alone anymore... Ahna thought to herself, eyes closed.

Iris looked down at her hands folded in her lap. "It won't be easy."

The first steps you take on the beach in the morning when the breeze is blowing gently through your hair, you can smell the salt, but the sun isn't glaring yet, and the sand isn't hot yet. The quiet hiss of waves upon the ever-stretching army of sand at dawn, when you can see the sun, when the world is new, when you look upon that which your Father has made and you can feel Him standing there with you, pleased at how you are enjoying His masterpiece. When the sky seems to go straight up to Heaven, you almost feel like you could reach up and touch it. Alone on the beach, the day spreading before you, His hand making everything into patterns as beautiful as the surf. When the words flow. When the morning smells like a distant happy memory and you find yourself smiling. When you're walking and you find the perfect little pebble. Yo slip it into your pocket and whisper to it the great thing it will become under your careful hand. When the art arts.

Iris shook her head. "The mind is not as easily healed as the body is, Roy. It may never fully recover. But things can get better. You can learn to live with yourself again."

Gets a face full of glitter inserts my YouTube channel linked on my profile

Been awhile since I was seen in action in this war... hrmm....

"My friend, the journey for healing isn't an easy one. It's my job to help you as best I can, but I can't heal you." She said quietly.

Ahna nodded mutely, watching those around her.

"Well, what do you think I can do for you?"

Ahna wakes up and walks out of the tent.

*yawns* Heyooo all you beautiful people! Should I do a tomorrow!?