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Little Ronnie

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Guys, Little Ronnie is trying my patience. She wants her mom. She keeps trying to say out loud, “Mommeee! Mommeee!” I keep stopping her, but it’s getting hard. Beatriz is at work. Little Ronnie can’t be asking for Mommeee right now. It would scare people.

I am tired. I wish we could go home. We have two more hours.

Letty Wants To Go Home

Last night was scary for Letty

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Hi guys,

I’m at lunch with Beatriz. Last night was scary for us. It’s very very cold here, and I got scared that we would not have a place to live. Beatriz’s mom used to yell a lot about losing the house and not having a place to live if we did not have enough money. I used to get very scared of that happening when it got cold outside.

I called Dan, Beatriz’s friend. He figured out it was me, and not Beatriz, but he was ok with that. He asked me why I didn’t say at the beginning that it was me. I told him that I didn’t want to scare him, and he said I didn’t have to worry about that. He also said we would never be homeless, and that even if that happened that we could live with him. But he said that he doesn’t ever see us becoming homeless because Beatriz has a job.

I hope he is right, and I wish my brain believed what he said.

Scared Letty – 10 years old

Good news/Bad news

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Friday was a crazy day. I had to try to convince an employee to __________. In the unlikely, but still possible, event that someone can guess where I work, or even the specific situation I had before me, I will stay on the side of caution.

Anyhow, I was not able to convince this particular employee to _________. It happens. We’re HR professionals, not magicians.

I had to give the Division Director where this employee works the bad news, and he was not happy about it. He got this pouty boy face, and he looked like a little boy having a tantrum. I kept saying to him, “Let’s go talk to Jane Doe (our HR Director).” I kept telling him that I wanted to help him fix the situation. He was not responding to me, so I just left him in the middle of the HR area while I left to talk to Jane.

Later, after everything calmed down, people said that I handled the Division Director very well. People also mentioned that he was yelling, and I just don’t remember that. But more than one person mentioned that to me. I wish I could recall more of the situation. I hate that I don’t remember all of it. Heck, I didn’t even know that I didn’t remember all of it.

I felt wired the rest of the day, and I could tell I was jacked up on adrenalin, another clue that something happened. I got home, and went to bed early, and even slept in late. Those are signs that I was triggered, and likely dissociative on Friday.

Feels like a case of good news/bad news.