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I happened. It happened, and need you to acknowledge that.

This popped up for me on IG this week. I’m super amused by the “#frazzled”, considering I was moderately ok right then. It was Monday, I was just starting my second week of “alone” and “after”. Then, two hours later, I was on the side of the highway scrambling to find a debit card so…

It’s been exactly one year since he came home. Things have changed. Things are the same. I’m still anxious. I’m better than I have been in recent years, but there are periods where I totally freak out about everything that’s happened. Sometimes, I feel like everything is collapsing around me. I’ll be having a good…