Tag: trauma
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Troy’s Letter
Last week I got a call from the victim advocate down in FL who has been assigned my cases. Her job is to contact me on behalf of the prosecutor and set me up with any services I may need to recover from this break-in. She called to ask how I felt about reducing one…
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Figuring it all out
My dad. He’s like a crazy puzzle. He is actually pretty crazy himself. I’ve never known anyone else who needs attention as much or is as selfish as my father. Every conversation with him is a one-sided, him blasting you with information, an old story, or some other dull explanation of a basic thing that…
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Where have I been?
Last Thursday started as an average day, except I was really, really fatigued. I just remember feeling exhausted before I really got going that day. My wife and I ate lunch late because there was an event at her work that evening and we didn’t really have time to eat dinner before the event because…
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Once Upon a Time
There were parents who had children just because they thought they were supposed to. These parents thought the best way to raise these children was to direct every part of their lives and force them to be exactly who the parents thought they should be. There was no regard for who these children actually were…
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Deep thoughts
I’m still thinking about Oppenheimer deep in my brain. It was so intense and there were some parts that I understood so deep in my soul. There were things that scared me and made me feel better and made me wish I was still in the military, even though I was over it by the…
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Another departure
My awesome barber/hair stylist and friend is leaving the area. It wasn’t what I wanted to hear. She recommended another person but…it’s not the same. I feel myself wanting to pull away and just let go completely. I don’t want to say goodbye. I don’t want to learn someone else. It’s hard not to feel…
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I’m back, for real this time
The squatter has departed. For good this time. I feel relieved and like there’s much recovery to take place now. I went to a place mentally I haven’t been in for quite some time and it scared me. Thankfully I had a therapist appointment this morning and got to talk about it and all of…
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The End
The squatter leaves this weekend. Finally. And all the squatter’s disgusting stuff will be gone too. I wish it had happened much sooner. I’ve tried to be patient. I’ve tried to ignore the numbness inside me that prevents me from feeling the pain of remembering what life used to be. I’ve tried to be understanding…