This is a very unglamourous picture of me around 2006 or beginning 2007.  I was naviguating in total trauma from the stay I told you about earlier. But hubby , whom I visited here and there, fed me breakfast english muffin and tea (I remember he refused to serve me coffee and I did not ask for it). It was a very WILD period, where I was reintegrating the real world , having been informed of what the game was that made every one shit in Canada.