"PTSD in our relationship was 70% normal temperature and 30% too hot to touch. If you saw us together, you would not think there was anything wrong. And there wasn't from my perspective. None. Nada. Zilch. Everything was great. Then Boom. No thermostat you see. Suddenly I am a serial adulterer. I am an alcoholic. I am obsessive. I am insert label here. It takes just one hastily constructed sentence or one act of casual silliness, a sideways glance...
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