Monthly Archives: June 2017

Slowly I am moving back to my center.Back to the middle of the beam. It takes a lot to get back but it seems like it only takes a second to get off the beam. A harsh word from my husband followed up by a perceived attack from a co-worker then a slight from a relative. Add in the medication and the Devils Tic Tac’s (Prednisone) and I was so far off the beam that I could not even see…..

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  How do you know you’ve had a break with reality? I was losing the last bit of my identity.  I was afraid but in some sick way I welcomed the break. Somehow I perceived rest was coming. I got up the nerve to tiptoe down the stairs, pausing on the middle of the stairway. There it was again. It sounded like tiny feet scurrying. I was not crazy, was I? I made my way to the couch in the…..

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