I know I won't make it until then. My family will not be able to survive. I don't know how much longer I can live with feeling like I live in a powder keg of anxiety. I haven't learned how not to let others anxiety affect my peace. I feel like the ptsd victim in my life has a strong fight or flight feeling and he wants to run. It's causing that same reaction in my daughter. I don't wish to move right now. After watching Uncle Remus as a child I don't believe you can run away from any of this. Being someplace familiar brings me more peace. I have surrendered to GOD years ago and am relying solely on Him.