Saturday was my birthday, never has the phrase "happy birthday" been so jarring. As a child, alright even as an adult, I LOVED my birthday. I called July my birthday month and sometimes stretched the Leo-esque celebration into August with the "well, it's two weeks before and two weeks after" rationale. This year I asked folks who are close to me not to mark the day, with varying levels of compliance.
Monday, July 20, 2015
Do you remember that commercial? "Find your future in the aaaaaaaarmy." That jingle brings up some comparisons between service and loss related PTSD - I was in a trauma informed service provision training last week where I didn't learn anything new about providing services but I did realize that I am moving through the world in my own sort of shell-shock.