I've had five beautiful days. Five. Five. Five.
I don't understand why this is happening. I usually have at least three or four weeks before I'm bothered by PTSD crap again. I can't blame stress, because my life is progressively becoming less stressful. I can't blame anything. I want something to blame.
So--tell me a joke? Make me laugh? Remind me that this will pass soon? Help me remember that people are not on earth to hurt me and I don't have to be afraid? Tell me I'm not a failure at life?
I'm not ready...but here it comes...
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You are awesome. Many people care about you and pray for you. This will pass. hang in there. I wish I knew a funny joke to tell you.....
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ReplyDeleteAll I can think of is 'what are hundreds and thousands?'
ReplyDeleteanswer= smartie poos.
:)
PTSD sucks. Thanks for sharing the Carol Burnett stuff. I love her! I hope it made you laugh. ;)
ReplyDeleteAnd, I think you should have a conversation with your kids. They sound hilarious. I bet they could make you laugh.