hand puppet + PTSD + curfew equals Little Thing with Two Horns reads the Rejected Works of TT Jax

We are in a new shelter. With the new shelter comes new rules and old nightmares. By which I mean that the PTSD is back with its over-used bag of tricks, and I am sleepless and curfewed.

What I don’t have:

A well-paying job, a home, health care, transition care, decent education for my child.

What I do have:

Time, relative privacy, the internet, an inbox full of rejections, my partner’s camera phone.

And a fucking sense of humor.

Vacuum going on!

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