DharmaGirl
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I guess I just triggered myself somehow, because I can't stop thinking of my brother, who I lost to suicide in 2015. I listened to a song and now I don't know if I want to kill myself or paint the cabinets. I know that sounds glib, but if I paint the cabinets I have to concentrate, and maybe I will be able to crawl out of the blackness that has enveloped me. It is so hard though, to make myself do anything. I have to remember that it's not happening now, and the trauma I brought up in therapy last week is not happening now. I don't know if I can go through this again.