Reunion.

I think it’s probably bad manners to write a post about being depressed or angry or unhappy; and then just disappear for a month. When last I wrote, my brother had gone to Florida to visit my parents and I (having not been invited) was left alone in Illinois with the cats. I thought some quiet time would be nice, but instead I freaked out. Strangely, I was having PTSD-like flashbacks to prior times when I was alone and feeling abandoned: the night the narcissist went to the ER, the night I decided to kill myself. Wow! It was so emotionally intense

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