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Everyone thinks I'm so calm- |
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I'm their sister, her friend, his Mom.... |
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My aunt says I am stoic - |
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like my Mother..... |
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Truth be told, |
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I'm just like every other |
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wounded person, |
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hiding in plain view - |
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Smiling on the outside, |
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frightened on the inside... |
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Like some of you. |
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So, the shrink says |
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I have "secondary PTSD" |
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Partly from the way my |
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World War II vet-father raised |
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my siblings and me - |
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He wanted to protect us |
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to the point of making us afraid.... |
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Being unprepared for the world |
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was the way we were made - |
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Watch out! Think What If |
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Make a Plan. Then make Plan B - |
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I loved my dad |
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but he made a wreck of me - |
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And yet, I've taken some chances |
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In life, and love, I've sometimes |
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been "bold" - |
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I've have made bad choices |
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here and there - |
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So, Truth be told - |
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We are all braver |
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than we thought we were - |
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Stronger than we think |
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we are... |
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Make a Plan |
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Then make Plan B |
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Let time slide into healing |
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and PTSD |
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We will never be "free" |
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But we are so much more |
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than we thought we'd be |
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After...the War. |
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Christina 6/4/10 |
