I thought I was getting better. And then came the triggers. As I’ve shared in other posts, I was recently diagnosed with PTSD after surviving domestic abuse and stage three colorectal cancer. Like many people with PTSD, I struggled to sleep. I had nightmares. I felt hopeless, constantly on edge, and unable to work, focus, or function. But after months of therapy and intentionally caring for my mental health, I was beginning to feel more like myself again.