every once & awhile i can tell when my t is a mess & i will call her on it. she may not tell others about it but at times she will let me know some of the stuff...& i appreciate it. some of the stuff i can actually help her with..like when her dog was sick or her son going into the military...

i walked in one day & said..what's wrong...& she said nothing..i said yeah right, & i'm mentally healthy. spill it. & the dog had cancer. last month when the dog died she called me to tell me & we talked..is it right? no, probably not, but she knows i get it..& maybe there is no one else, & it is ok by me.

with the son..since my career dangled into the one her son was looking into i had no problem discussing it with her...& her worries. my ptsd , training, etc + my brother was trained by the same folks, units etc it was all sort of co-mingled (weird it would have worked out that way...who knew yrs ago)

if it was ongoing all the time that would bother me but i have plenty of time to handle my stuff..so it is ok