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I can. I used to have a reoccurring dream that there was three of me, each pointing a gun at one another. If any one shot, all three of us died. It stopped when I was merged, but I still have a sense of a foreshortened life and that it will be me that ends it. Apparently that sense of a foreshortened life is part of PTSD, thats what my T's have told me.
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Nammu
…Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. …...
Desiderata Max Ehrmann
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