AYLA

I burst out of my sleep, breathing fast as if I've run a marathon. Cold sweats dripping down my forehead. My heart feeling as if it was about to jump out of my chest.

I take deep breathes. I climb out of bed and go to the kitchen. I pour myself a cup of water, hoping it will soothe me. I sit at the counter and reflect on what happened.

My PTSD has come back. The nightmares and the hallucinations have all come back. It came back around two months ago. Up until then, everything was great. I had everything I ever wanted and I genuinely thought, maybe I...