"It just wore me down...and that's when I said, "This is enough."

I disconnected from everybody.

I isolated myself, and I didn't want them to know

how bad I was hurting inside.

I'm a mom, I have three kids, so I have to keep it together.

You know, try to keep a job, always doing laundry,

you know, keeping everything going.

And so, part of my posttraumatic stress disorder would be

that I would go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

all the time, never stop.

I would go to work, I would come home,

I would be on my feet until I fell over in bed.

And having the nightmares and the flashbacks

keeping me up at night just kind of wore me down

throughout the years, and that's when I said,

"This is enough, it's time to get some help."