I have such awesome friends...most of the time.
One of the group’s husband was recently deployed. She has a chronic illness I can’t remember the name of and 2 little ones. Her husband is basically the primary caregiver for all of them. So she’s struggling.
Anyway, in the last 2 hrs they have started a “food train” and already have enough meals to cover the next 2 wks.
When I was struggling they sent me all kinds of things for pick me ups. The day I came home from the hospital there was a huge basket of Tastefully Simple stuff waiting for me.
They really truly do mean well and I love them dearly. Unfortunately, the mob mentality is toxic to me so I have to keep my distance.
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Schizoaffective, PTSD, Anxiety
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