I’m sat I find myself with a rare ten mins alone. The days go by I’m involved but a video plays of past traumas memories of young, things usually blocked .. Then the rest follows
living two worlds at once , I try to block but it plays , things in life bring old memories forward, containment the issue..
Today I talked of four years old military police, dead mum ( not dead he lied) , violence , mum number 2 , what I’ve seen I don’t talk of young days..
my body responds it shakes, I burn, releases all I have is the decorating, my health limits my progress but it’s not enough ..
Jumping from conversations, to then back to now, still taking calls n messages from others with issues , they trust me enough to think of me , no one should ever feel like I have, I know I can’t reach everything but I can do what My heart says I should.
Focus must be found..
Jenny's Justice 