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(((((((lyn)))))))))

i dunno - was sort of a whole day thing.... probably a whole week thing with that mean boss and my fears of her and not going back to her - then the whole vet clinic deal really triggered me more than i realized - everytime i think about it i start shaking all over. maybe because the cat we operated on looked a lot like my old cat and also like my friend's cat... or just the pressures of having to put aside my own fears and discomfort to help another living thing. i know i was really dissociated the whole day there- i wanted to cut that day. and seeing all those sharp instruments all day... grrrrrrrrr.
with choir, when i walked into the main hall it was that same guy that i had had issues with leading the rehearsal (the one who, when i confronted his behaviors, he emailed it to everyone in choir). I just felt boiling rage well within and stormed right out to my car and right to the kit with the new box cutter in it. I haven't used that in well over a year, even tho i know it's been there and i have thought of it on occasion.
=( kiya