I'm so sorry that really was the car. You seemed so thrilled with it and it was like you had a special bond. (Maybe it was some kind of angel in disguise, sent to save your life, in spite of everything.) I'm terribly sorry, too, that the other woman is in such bad shape. My Lord, what an experience for all of you. I wish her well ... whatever happens from here.

Back off on any added stress for a while. Give yourself a chance to recover fully and put yourself together again. This is one time when "being tough" will not work in your favor. Little things will trigger reactions that surprise you. PTSD isn't just for war veterans.

I will keep you in my thoughts. That kind of energy helps. Friends are found in many places, and you certainly have made a few around here. It's especially good to see you, too.

<3 <3 <3 back. Always.

You know where to find me.