i was @cartoon

Anyway, I told my mom and then listened to my gut and all the times my sister has said I can come to her about anything, anytime, and came to her and her boyfriend is here and she listened and consoled me and gave me a hug and insisted on walking me back to my brother and I’s room.

When she saw the window where my bio. father (more like an evil being pretending to be him) appeared in my dream she offered to get poster board to cover it up and she did! And came back and set it up and her and her boyfriend hugged me which was really sweet and reassuring.

Yeah, we all suffer from PTSD, but we also all protect and nurture and heal and comfort each other. No evil can touch us, no shadow of darkness fall upon us, no hurt and unholiness ail us. We are safe and loved, tucked under the holy wings of the Almighty and His holy angels. We’re all okay and healing and protected together and a part, my girlfriend, too! And Randy! Are a part of this protection!