So yesterday sucked, bad. Today I went to VA on whim-i also had borrowed a car for the day- and walked into the director of the hospital's office and handled business in a way I have not been able to since I fell apart and my career ended. I calmly told about mistreatment by staff, proceedural issues that hurt us, etc. I have no idea where that poise and courage came from. As bad as I felt yesterday, I feel that good today, if that makes sense. This feels good. I,would,have gone to chat with this but I cant chat on this site w phone and laptop died. Thank all of you for listening and just being there, this is comfusing.
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"what matters most is how well you walk through the fire"
-Charles Bukowski