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I Forget to Breathe

December 1, 2004

forget to breathe

The words around the self-portrait say:


At this time, Will was in Iraq fighting the war. I was worried for Will, worried for myself, worried for our boys. I though I was finally losing it.

We had moved to North Carolina one month before Will left for Iraq. There was NO ONE near me who I loved (well, besides our boys who are children!) and that, topped with aggravation from a sociopathic neighbor, aggravated my Depression.

I eventually found out that many of the symptoms I was experiencing were due to clogged sinuses; an MRI showed mucus backed up almost to my brain. If you feel like this, check your sinuses first (even if you can breathe freely like I could, those boogers could still be stuffed in your head!)

 


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