Hi, it's been a while.


We moved to NW PA this year after deciding we (meaning I) couldn't live with the old neighborhood anymore. We now have four seasons, trees in the backyard, and way more space between us and our neighbors. Even with a bout of COVID and me partially herniating a disc, it's been good. However, I've also uncovered a whole truckload of old traumas to deal with. The latest reared its ugly mug when my husband had a kidney stone he couldn't pass. He had surgery last week and is recovering well, but only now have I shaken off the pity party of being sole responsible person for everything. (Okay, I'm exaggerating. A little.)

I still have telephone visits with my old therapist, and my new psychiatrist is pretty cool. I did find a NAMI group here so I want to visit that soon. I miss talking to people who "get" me.