Somehow I missed the greater world between Wed, Sept 24 and yesterday. This is part of what remains after healing from DID. It's not a bad thing. It's a weird thing. My focus was so great on writing about legislation that had passed to help exploited children and producing my video, I zoned out for routine life. I recall checking my cell phone two days ago and seeing I had 7 voicemails which overwhelmed me, so I didn't listen to them. Yesterday, on the way to the dentist, I listened. They began last Wednesday. I was briefly disoriented...confused...that the first message was five days ago. I don't remember the phone ringing.
I do know that a particular event about a month ago caused a surge in me to become an advocate rather aggress...