RIP David Mack Swindle

Reflecting on When Your Unknown Doppelgänger Dies Young

As I wrote in my post yesterday, this has honestly been the most painful, depressing Christmas of my life. I’ve felt especially lousy with the PTSD symptoms for days and today - now relocated up to Sally’s folks place to dog-sit while they’re traveling - has offered little improvement.

And now today I came across a story that just squeezes my already cr…