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Originally Posted by marion06095
I married Gerry 23 years ago. He is a wonderful man, and I love him more than I can tell you. But if he thinks that I am going to stand for one minute being treated this way he is sadly mistaken. My handicap van? Mine. I paid cash for it. I’m not going to say that my mamma didn’t raise any fools. She did. I’m just not one of them.
So how come this tough old broad can’t stop crying?
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PTSD, maybe? I wouldn't be suprised.
The Kitties will help calm you down, but seeing a Doctor is not out of the question.
Stay safe and well..