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Still Standing
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Still Standing

Well-Known Member, Female, from Somewhere on earth: not yet transported elsewhere

Living in distraction: I think this is my real mode of operandi. Apr 19, 2018 at 11:57 AM

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Apr 20, 2018 at 3:57 PM
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      Living in distraction: I think this is my real mode of operandi.
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      I'm dehydrating. The snow is gone.
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      Dorothy and Toto flew by and left 6 inches of snow!!! Woot! Woot!
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      Wind is blowing so fiercely, I am waiting for Dorothy and Toto to fly by!!!
      1. Hopeforlife
        Apr 16, 2018 at 6:29 PM
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        Still Standing
        Yup! I am hunkered down, waiting for lift off! :-) I love storms! We are experiencing high winds and a sand storm so thick I cannot see the mountains of which we are at the base of. Hack! Hack! Cough!
        Apr 16, 2018 at 6:42 PM
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      3. bellbird
        Same here @Still Standing . My rotating washing line looked like a helicopter propeller that was about to take off with my laundry! (on the plus-side it dried in about an hour) Stay safe! :)
        Apr 16, 2018 at 10:39 PM
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      It SNOWED! Happy Dance!
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      Hey somerandomguy! Thanks for sending some of your snow my way, today!! Woot! Woot! Happy Dance!
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      2. littleoc
        Apr 15, 2018 at 3:05 AM
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      Still playing chess with PTSD and he still cheats.
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      On the road again! WooWhoo!
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      Holding the nose just above the water line...head feels like an anchor. Turn the spigot to my head off, please!
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      The black cloud is stalking me! I'm running away as fast as I can! Breathe!
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      There should be passports for all the head trips I've had this week! Sheesh!
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      Playing chess with PTSD: he cheats.
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      2. Yamamoto
        Pull an en passant on him!
        Jan 11, 2018
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    I have PTSD. I find much comfort in being creative. It is a form of "speaking" for me. Emotions can be poured into whatever my hands find to work on. While the hands are busy, my mind is free to evaluate problems and find solutions to them. I like to dabble in photography, mixed media, and beading. Reading non-fiction and biographies are also an occasional diversion from the world of PTSD. And I scrapbook family photos. It is a safe medium in which to view past family and events. Having to look at old photos gives me opportunity to process the hurts and allow the pain to ebb to a less aggressive level. I suppose it is a form of exposure therapy. For me, this avenue works. I recently acquired a puppy that became an emotional support therapy companion. He has grown from a very tiny, floppy-eared pup to an elongated, black, half-chihuahua half daschsund mixed breed (luck of the pick from the Humane Society) with ears that are bigger than his face. They stick straight up to the sky like sails on a sailboat. He looks like a black Fruit Bat walking on four stubby legs. But, he is unaffected by his heritage. He lives and acts like a normal dog. I am inspired by his obliviousness to his oddness. If only there was an easy way to look and live beyond the warped view PTSD wraps around my head! Having this identified late in life sure explained why I think and act the way I do. I also love to get in the car, plug in an audio book, and drive for hours, to destinations to other states...anywhere far away. Living, landlocked, in high desert, I long for ocean humidity, rain, fog, and evergreen trees. The kids are grown and gone, living lives of their own. It is only hubby and I now. We both hold on to life via faith in Jesus. He has been my lifeline through uncountable traumas and abuse. In my deepest black hole, He is the only rope that reaches far enough to pull me out. Though I whine, complain, feel hopeless and suicidal, at times, in enduring patience, He is always there for me.
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