about the insomniac
Here is a little more about me:
My insomnia is a product of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, which is a very dramatic name that means that I have trouble sleeping and get a bit edgy when things happen that consciously or subconsciously remind me of an abusive relationship that I escaped.
I’m a history nerd that enjoys photography, the great outdoors and fire photography. I practically grew up in my uncles’ firehouses because my mother’s hoarding and controlling nature drove me elsewhere. I’m a devoted Episcopalian, which is a Christian, and I’m constantly under construction to improve in service of God and others. That’s where all the religious stuff comes from that I write about. I don’t claim to be the world’s first perfect Christian so my studies and opinions don’t stem from a place of authority, just a place of discernment and self-improvement.
I decided to reserve this blog to the times when I cannot sleep, those times during insomnia. My mind races a million miles per minute. I wanted a place to channel the thoughts so they were somewhere other than my head and I could sleep. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it might even make sense. If any of this does make sense to you, I’m glad.