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.
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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.