Progress II

ha ha ha...I was told I have PTSD today. yeah, I thought that was gone. I find it funny that after 18 years I still have it. crap, I didn't realize until I wrote that how long it had been. That is a long time to live with some thing. But it's not near as bad as it used to be. Now instead of freaking out and running away when men get to close, I stand there thinking of ways to hurt them and defend myself if I need too. That, my friends, is called progress.