“What do you need?” he asked, desperate to help her.
She sighed, knowing that she could not answer him. She did not know. She did not have a simple answer. 1,465 more words
So I did it. After six months off and eighteen months (longer in many ways) of ongoing memories and grief and flashbacks and depression and PTSD I went back to work and I made it though the day in one piece. 375 more words
Yesterday I probably had the best evening I have had in a long time. Longer than I can remember. I’m not saying it was all wonderful, there were many moments where I felt triggered or overwhelmed or lost, but I managed to keep up my ‘happy’ front and in part I think it even had me fooled a little (the fizz didn’t hurt with that either)! 731 more words
I’ve always put so much value on friendship. It is something I have poured myself into and that has given me so much to be grateful for. 2,845 more words