It's late, 10:35pm, but I just got in from my first face to face support group meeting here where I just retired in Mexico, and it was wonderful to find a new home among more supportive folks like us down here.  It was a speaker meeting, and after the meeting was over I had to explain to both speakers why I laughed at times toward their presentation.  I wasn't laughing at them, I was laughing at myself.  It struck me funny that I could ever have doubted I'd fit in.  It turns out trauma and recovery are pretty universal, people are people everywhere, and they were just like us here, only in Spanish.  It was awesome.  I'm so grateful! :-)