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Tag: Syria

Alone again

Alone again

Today I was entirely alone for the first time in four weeks. No nurses and doctors, no Tom, no caregiver except for my orange plastic bottles of prescription drugs. I slept a lot. I felt more relaxed than I have in a month. It is yet another dimension of realization about how much I take … read more Alone again

Posted on December 12, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1994, anxiety, brain, loneliness, recovery, Syria, worry3 Comments on Alone again
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