Journal 66

I have a lot to say.

I just don’t know where to start…

My youngest sister, who was kidnapped as an infant, found me after 18 years. She had a lot of questions and I had to rip open a lot of parts of me that I sewed up. Still processing.

Surgery on my ear was ok? Wont know if it was successful for about 6 weeks. Still sick from the intubation and anesthesia.

Still heartbroken.

But I am trying to keep my heart open.

Probably a mistake.

Definitely a mistake.

Dog is on an increased dose of steroids and antibiotics for his cough.

I joined an anxiety support group to help me deal with the trauma from Dragoncon.

That’s all I guess.

Oh, my birthday is in 3 days. Best friends are really making me feel special with their gifts in the mail and kind words. I love them very much.

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