Karen Doesn't Live Here Anymore
First and foremost, I want to be respectful for a minute. I actually know and care about people who have experienced the most devastating things I can imagine in this life, so I want to first be mindful of my use of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) in comparison. My little mishap is just that. I am forever changed by my 2014, as I imagine only people who have slept next to the mentally ill understand, but it is nothing compared to "real" PTSD.
Secondly, if you're kind enough to be on this page and read any of the pieces below, I hope you'll also read other things here because this is not all of me. I lost my funny a lot on this page, but it's around.
And the last thing I'll say is that at this moment, the story (assuming there is one) starts at the bottom and works it way to top left. That will change as it hopefully evolves.
Anyway. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times......