Strange thing is I have survived three suicides already….my first big love and my son’s father blew his head off with a 25.06 rifle and then HIS two brothers overdosed within the following year. I took my son from that small town and ran. Been runnng ever since. Can’t run far enough though. They tell me I have PTSD and Anxiety disorder and try to feed me antidepressants but often I can’t afford the damn therapy anyway and no one …I don’t care who they are can ever say they understand. We can never understand each other’s minds. People are all different…like snowflakes. I get told […]