Am now home

Dinner is eaten. I am relaxing in front of the tv.

My shift went well. I was very busy all afternoon. I had a ton of people to call. More than usual.

I was able to get through to almost everyone. So thats positive.

One lady was very suicidal. That upset me a lot. She’s very ill and she said she feels hopeless. She said she prays to her dead parents to just let the pain end. Very upsetting stuff.

Another lady today wanted to know everything about me. Asked me if I was married, she was trying to match me up with other friendly call volunteers, she wanted to know how old I was, all sort of things she was asking. I didnt know whether I should be telling her, but Brenda said I could tell her some stuff, just what I feel comfortable telling her.

She just wanted to chat. She is really pleasant. And she can talk for ireland! lol!

Anyway, I got a ride home so all is good. I’m happy with how the day went.
carol anne

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Author: manyofus1980

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

16 thoughts on “Am now home”

      1. That’s good. I was in bed early too but couldn’t stop reading the second book of “The 100”. And then I must have ground my teeth like mad because I woke up with a headache and my jaws hurting. It’s ok now but was a little uncomfortable. Hope you have a great day today!

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      2. It does. I hoped it would stop once I am out of work and it did for a while. But lately, it comes back with a vengeance. I hope it is because my mums passing anniversary is on Saturday and I always struggle around that time of the year. Until then I relax my jaws as much as possible and smell a lot of lavender 🙂 Old lady is greeting you ;-)!

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      3. Thanks a lot. That means much. I think I am going to celebrate that day. Will have a glass of wine and celebrate that I knew my mother, that she was a redhead too and that she made me proud of being one. I celebrate her humor, her strength and her confidence and that I am her daughter. Maybe it is time for me to celebrate that and to let the pain go.

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