Eliminating the triggers, my h and my mother, feels terrible, but this is what I must do. My h pushes me to total PTSD attacks.
My mother was so nasty yesterday, that I told her that her behavior was unacceptable, and I left.
She took my dad's keys and wallet and won't allow him to leave the house without her permission. It's ridiculously abusive, and I refuse to even hear it. She just stared at me with daggers beaming from her eyes while we got up and left. So, I won't be hearing from her any time soon.
And now I've had a total, screaming, crying meltdown and everyone knows it. The end. Yuck!
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