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my sister and i are getting better. a lifetime of torture was hard to overcome for me. i had PTSD. my hands would sweat when i saw it was her calling.
marrying my wife the nurse helped me put a name to the stuff going on in my head. she would drop terms like "high ACES". once i knew the enemy in my head, i started getting over it.
not to get all kumbayah or Zen, but none of it is worth it. my family is all jacked up, i am trying hard not to let any of it bother me ever again. life is too damn short.
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poof! gone
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