Who the fuck am I?

 Hi.

I'm Dany. I am 33.

And I don't know who the fuck I am. 

Welcome to my journey of self discovery. You are going to be just as surprised as I am, because I have no idea what the fuck I am doing. I am just doing my best and that is all I can give to anyone, including myself. Setting expectations comes along with the ultimate letdowns, so the only expectations that I have set for myself, are those that I know I can handle. For example, improving my mental health, without limits. I have recently set an appointment to be seen by a counselor to figure out exactly what it is that I may need. Whether that be medications, therapy, or a combination of both. I have a feeling it is going to be a heavy dose of both. PTSD isn't easily dealt with, without a combination of solutions. 

I have never been very keen on medications, mostly because anytime I have been prescribed anything, it feels like it alters my state of reality. Maybe that is the issue, the state of reality that I am currently experiencing isn't the reality that I NEED. Maybe the reality that I need, is skewed without medications. Maybe the reality that I need, the reality that i seek, the reality that I DESIRE, is locked away inside just waiting to be unleashed. Maybe medication will aid in that release. Trauma really affects a lot of things, including your ways of thinking and processing information, so maybe my thought process is slightly skewed and it is throwing off my perception of reality as a whole. 

Medication can alter that. Therapy can also alter that. Or so, that's what my brain is thinking at this very moment. IDK. Like I said previously:

Hi. My name is Dany. I am 33. And I don't know who the fuck I am.