Perk322

I'm an enigma, always have been. Four years of college, then started Dental School and joined a band. Teeth by day, singing and jamming by night. Then it happened, the illness that destroyed me at age 28. I changed and not for the better. I continued to practice dentistry, but married an emotionally abusive man who taught me martial arts, survivalist techniques and all about firearms. We did competitive shooting and I became very proficient and knowledgeable. Was I being prepared for something with all of my unique skills? Post divorce, and years later I feel as if I'm waiting for it to happen, waiting for the event to come.