My mind is in a spin today. Some days it’s relatively calm, and some days it just churns…spinning and spinning.
A week or so ago I was having a conversation with a dear friend of mine. She visited me a year ago. We were talking about the visit, and I really couldn’t recall much of it. Apparently we went to a Teavana, and I was charming the knickers off the women who worked there, and when I stepped away for a moment, the young ladies told my friend that I seemed like an amazing guy, and that she better hold on to me…blah, blah, blah. I don’t recall any of this. Even in retrospect…nothing.
“You know that’s a symptom of PTSD right?”