Twilight Zone
Saw a meme that said "God doesn't give you the details. He just says "true me"." Yep. He sure does. Several times over the past several months I've literally out of nowhere heard the words "trust me" in my head. I didn't just put them there. I learned to just say ok. I was a little irritated and frustrated because this whole thing was taking too long. Little did I know, it was just the beginning. She lived in survival mode for a long time. She feared outbursts from her mother. She told us about the times her mother would lose it and yell and scream and hit and the younger brother was scared and slept in jeans so he would be able to just go to school faster. Other people validated those stories and others had seen very odd behavior. Living like that for so long and having endured trauma, and now being in a quiet normal family setting triggered more panic attacks. Panic attacks that would lead to hyperventilating and passing out. She also has PTS...