Sigh. The latest hurricane.. still has me reeling.... high anxiety to boot... my MD just doesn't understand, or chooses not to...my SI (illia) is out again... and because of the stress I guess, the muscles won't allow it to be forced not coaxed back into place... and my MD acted like What did you do? How did you hurt yourself??? duh... just WHY does she think she scribes me pain meds???? I doubt this will last too many more years... but my T would caution me worrying about things, you know?

T says I'm reacting quite normally for what I've been through and where I'm at in therapy and life.

Whoopee.

I keep wanting it all to stop... but it doesn't stop, only I stop. And it all continues...swirling around me, waiting for me to rejoin the mix ..that then has become even thicker... no nothing stops, not for me anyway.