I woke up with a migraine I can’t shake thanks to a night of nightmares causing really bad sleep thanks to my PTSD. Big Dawg and I were coming home yesterday from serving paperwork and were almost hit head on by a women in a SUV larger than our Compass which trigger my PTSD. My PTSD stems from a few auto accidents in my life including the one that took my dad’s life in 1970. I’ll be back tomorrow to do Monday’s and Tuesday’s posts.
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