Saturday evening C-PTSD

Hi everybody, been a while, I know.

But now I feel free.

On November 2026, a brand new journey will begin.

On that day, I begin editing my very first novel.

In Danish Tavshedens pris, in American-English The price of silence.

I´m proud and happy, there are now 389 pages.

My goal is to cut at least 10-15 percent, maybe more.

And, if I can do this, I will send it to a Danish publisher on June 1st 2027.

Right now, I´m battling for justice after a turbulent hospital stay for 42 wasted days.

It directly opened the gates to my C-PTSD.

I want compensation and to stand up for me, as they wrote very wrong things about me.

Which will otherwise haunt me for the rest of my life, if I don´t fight hard back.

So I just did again today, with two cases running, and two more letters to write to the Ombudsman and the politicians responsible for less ressources in Danish psychiatry.

But I fight, because my C-PTSD makes it impossible to forget what happened to me.

They didn´t follow correct procedures at all.

And let me stay with other patients, who were reacting outwardly.

Not a good combinationen with C-PTSD, which they never took seriously.

Well, they know me better now.

And I´m fine, thank you, except for the consequences of this.

I live with it every day for the rest of my life.

That needs to be compensated.

And I also fight so that it with hope never will happen to anyone ever again.

Thank you for following me, there will come more, as I grow stronger and find the needed time.

Stay safe and enjoy a great evening in October 2026.

Many hugs and go for the Danish “hygge”.

With love.

Henriette, the Northern Witch.