Musing this morning on how much I live in my own head these days.
I can't / don't talk to my vet very much because when he is stressed ANY topic can set him off. I'm one of those people that always has something bubbling in my head - usually something of no consequence! If I blurt out what I'm thinking he tells me that my random thoughts are "wasted transmissions". Of course, any comment which is of consequence can set off a tirade so its safer not to share those either.
Because we have recently moved the only people I know in town are my work colleagues. They are lovely, but I don't want to share the painful details of living with a PTSD sufferer with them. I haven't even told them he has PTSD although I think they have put two and two together.
My family are interstate and we are not close so I don't talk to them much. If I told my friends what my life is really like they wouldn't understand.
Guess its just me, myself and I in here...
I can't / don't talk to my vet very much because when he is stressed ANY topic can set him off. I'm one of those people that always has something bubbling in my head - usually something of no consequence! If I blurt out what I'm thinking he tells me that my random thoughts are "wasted transmissions". Of course, any comment which is of consequence can set off a tirade so its safer not to share those either.
Because we have recently moved the only people I know in town are my work colleagues. They are lovely, but I don't want to share the painful details of living with a PTSD sufferer with them. I haven't even told them he has PTSD although I think they have put two and two together.
My family are interstate and we are not close so I don't talk to them much. If I told my friends what my life is really like they wouldn't understand.
Guess its just me, myself and I in here...