Rough Times

It’s rough when you are feeling lousy and it seems that the calls you get are not necessarily uplifting.

When you try to be supportive for people, you always forget that when you need it, there is never no one there realizing I may be just as low as they are.

Here’s the best psychologist I currently have, second only to her late sister.

Whenever I was low, my girls were always there for me to talk to.

So there was my therapy team. They were/are the best. I wouldn’t be here without them.


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58 year old married female, care-giving, loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

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