Everyone say thank you to Mrs R, please. Without her, I might not be

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here tonight. I mean here on DU, functioning normally (or as normally as I ever do).

I lost my fucking mind last night. I mean just COMPLETELY lost my grip, my marbles, however you want to put it, I couldn't find it. Or them. Didn't even know they were gone, actually. But I was gone, that's for sure. I moved out and the bats took up residence in the ol' belfry for a while. And why wouldn't they? There was plenty of empty space up there.

But she yanked me out of it. I was going dissociative and probably would have found myself in Ohio or someplace this morning if she hadn't yanked me out of it. And her with no professional training. What a woman.

No, I did not get violent or loud or abusive, just stark staring, as the wonderful Brit expression puts it; see above.

I was fine this morning. Am fine still. Only thanks to Mrs R.

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