Another Bad Day
A Day Inside the Head of Jim Dymo This is about as uncomfortable as a story can get. This one really hits home, and that is the reason I’m posting today. Maybe this passage helps somebody else navigate this treacherous valley we call PTSD. I only thought of losing it 4 times today. That’s probably a record. Normally it’s dozens of times a day there is a little voice in my head saying, “Threat! Lose your shit!” But, it ALWAYS loses. The scariest thought is of the day it wins, and then I am another statistic. But not this guy, and not today. It all started with the internet being cut off at 4:00 a.m. this morning. Assuming my wife didn’t pay the bill, I started spouting negative remarks towards her direction. Upon further investigation, I learned the reason my internet was off was because my brother had been downloading torrents on his laptop. Then my anger s...