Such a pivotal event. I witnessed sisterly rescue and chastisement, and motherly apology. It's because I attended a gathering where we saw a collection of drastic behavioral changes because of a person's traumatic response to certain substances. Everyone tried their best to be supportive, and also dealt either with guilt feelings (hadn't we been told before that they were on medication? But had been drinking alone for weeks) or trauma triggers. Thank God for the presence of calm, happy pets, too.
After some family members finally arrived to help the one who had suffered the most (getting in touch with them was no small feat either), we processed our feelings and gave thanks that no authorities needed to be called, and also for the healing presence of the dogs and kitties. Since they had been suffering alone for weeks, perhaps it was better that their meltdown happened amongst caring people in a safe space? As the others wished, I brought home half a case of hard ciders for a calm, hardworking man who will be able to enjoy them at the end of his shift with no negative side effects or consequences.
Thanks be to the Higher Healing Guides.
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