Several neighbors in my senior community approached me inquiring if I was ill at our auction. I said I never went to the auction.


So, it was confirmed by numerous neighbors that I was there and yet, in those two hours, I have absolutely no memory of any of that. It wasn't even on my calendar to go.


I was said to sit off in a corner, very stoic, not responding to clapping or smiling. When several neighbors approached me and said hello, I just stared at them blankly. One neighbor said I appeared to be sleep walking, that was her only explanation.


I can't wrap my head around this event and it scares me to think I really could have been there and have absolutely no memory of this. I was looking for a trauma therapist and almost had the appointment until they heard this story and one therapist changed her mind about me. I don't blame her. So, I am not telling anyone about this. Will have to be careful and edit what I say going forward.


Will be seeing a new therapist next week. I'm sure one of the questions that comes up is do I dissociate. I'm afraid to tell the truth.


Birdie