It’s been 2 days since the drive-by shooting a few doors down.  While we were not the recipients of the 8 gunshots,  it spilled into our lives when they tried to run me down and throw the loaded hand guns out the window in front of my house.

We don’t feel safe here.  Lizze is really struggling with this as she suffers from PTSD and this has caused her a great deal of anxiety.  While the boys don’t know what happened,  the do know that something did.

Our boys have a very symbiotic relationship with us,  meaning they ebb and flow with Lizze and I.  They don’t need to know that something really bad happened, because they can feel that Lizze and I are nervous.

I’m still pretty jumping,  especially at night.  We have already made the decision that we need to move,  but that’s so much easier said than done.  There are so many factors that go into a move like this that I just don’t know how we can possibly add this to the list of nearly impossible tasks we are already faced with. 

However,  with that said,  every time I jump at a car coming down the street or Lizze has another panic attack because she just can’t cope anymore,  I realize just how vital it is for us to get to a safer place.  It’s the logistics that will impede any progress in this arena. 

To many things to juggle right now.

– Lost and Tired

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