I have PTSD...it does not have me.

PTSD does not define who I am as a whole person. I am a complex woman who loves to cook a different recipe every day, who loves to quilt although I am not good at it yet, who loves my cats as if they were my children, who speaks Spanish, and who loves to hunt for treasures in thrift stores. Oh, and I also have a laundry list of physical problems and PTSD with depression. PTSD is just one facet of me.

Why date me? I am fun.

I have yet to meet another human who has gotten through life completely perfectly healthy in every way. Everyone is imperfect. Just depends on your perspective.