I abhor the month of December. Too many reminders of all my losses. As each day progresses so does my level of Anxiety. The crack in my heart is growing longer and the hole in the pit of my stomach is getting deeper. I am doing everything I can to stave off another PTSD attack. Not sure how I will get through the month. I am so ready to crawl out of my skin that at times, I think I will loose my mind.
~ Tutte ~
