Usually, after I've seen my grief counselor I feel very positive. Today, however, because I talked about many past and painful experiences, I feel as if my mind is like an over-stuffed closet. If you're a pack rack like me, then you probably have a closet that doubles as a booby-trap! Open the door to take just one thing out or to put something inside - and it all comes out as an avalanche of junk!
So, please be patient, dear reader, as I delve into my own mind and try to sort things out.
Maybe pizza and beer will help ....