PTSD

So, I almost had another job a few months ago.

But they used the same moderation tool I'd used at my previous job.

I knew I wouldn't see murders, or animal abuse, or...any of a thousands things I saw every day at my last job.

Didn't matter. I had flashbacks just opening the tool. I almost had a breakdown all over again. I don't think that company will ever give me another chance. I don't care. No amount of money is worth reliving what I went through. I'm still having nightmares.

I'm going to just keep trying with the writing. It's not exactly lucrative, but I'm making money. That's more than I made by not writing.

Once upon a time I was someone.

And, heart willing, I'll be someone again.