What I Have To Say

Folks: Take a woman friend to lunch. Buy her flowers. Stop by with a prepared meal. Surprise her with a call or a card. Damn...We are tired, tired of being angry. And exhausted by the memories that incessant reports dredge up. And some of us have to navigate hyper-vigilance, dissociative numbing, and depression of PTSD. … Continue reading What I Have To Say