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Today I am trying to be thankful for sad news.



My ex-husband brought me a copy of Shannon's death certificate. 

They didn't find the cancer until a few days before she died. 

There was no service.

She was cremated. 

I am sad for her. 


I am sad for her family. 


I feel guilty for feeling happy that the stalking has ended. 


Couldn't there have been another way?



It's going to take a while to process this.


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I was recently diagnosed with C-PTSD.  I am in treatment. 

Things have been changing in my life. 

I will try to update soon. 

This is so very hard to process. 

I have had so many things change over the past eight weeks. 


I've started advertising again. 

I'm seeing clients. 

I was offered a job as a hostess. 


It doesn't pay well but it sounds like fun. 

I took a volunteer job as a publicity director for a local charity. 

I can get back out in the public eye. 

*****


Someone must be praying for me. 




I can only describe the changes as miraculous. 




Those miracles feel supernatural. 



Whoever you are, thank you for your prayers. 



I need to stop feeling sorry for myself and start giving back.

I never thought that news of my stalker's death would make me cry. 

I sure hope Shannon is resting in peace and has moved on to brighter pastures. 


Love ya,



S. 

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