My Second Verse

  Shake the Disease – Depeche Mode (lyrics by Martin L. Gore)   As I’ve said before, music and the poetic nature of the lyrics has always been critical in my life.  I need it.  I have been a fan of Depeche Mode for decades.  I have seen them on every tour since Songs of Faith and Devotion.  I’ve already warned my partner that when they go back on tour again, I will be FRONT AND CENTER.  More than once.     Hell, I may become a crazy, stalker groupie and follow them around the damn world.  My fake ID was under the name Victoria Gahan.  Come on Dave!  Martin?  Any interest over here?  I promise not to get arrested, that should be sufficient, right?  Being AuDHD means I want to know ALL OF THE RULES so I know how to bend them.  It’s a fine line, brother, but ima walk it.     I had the lyrics to Shake The Disease written down on a piece of paper and taped to my bedroom wall....

Wednesday was a rough day for me.  Seemed like the perfect storm of nonsense.  Certain malarkey pertaining to my ongoing divorce proceedings came to my attention after I had to light a fire under my attorney’s ass to get information that I knew had been filed with the courts because I am proactive about checking the website.   I had been triggered that morning during a discussion with my significant other.  I took off to run some errands because when you have Complex PTSD, your flight/fight/freeze instincts are in overdrive.  I have been doing a fairly decent job at working to change the fight instinct into flight when it takes over me.  So I went to a nearby shopping center to pick up a couple of items I needed.  I decided to make that second follow up call to my attorney that needed to be done because he had been ignoring my previous attempts to get in touch with him.  In retrospect, firing my female attorney who I felt was not comp...