As you might have read earlier on this blog, Social Hurricane suffers from occasional hallucinations. She's reluctant to describe them, and we honor that preference--focusing on them isn't necessarily a good idea. I have the impression they're monstrous. Fortunately they're not active all the time.
Her coping mechanism is lines of salt. She knows very well this is all in her head, but she can't make the monsters go away so she tells herself they can't cross lines of salt. And this works. When we find a line of salt at her closet door and at the door to her bedroom, we know the hallucinations have been active again, and this is her way of being able to sleep in peace. They can't come out of the closet, they can't get into her room.
The other day I got home and there was a line of salt at the front and back doors, and at the basement door. All I had to do was cock an eyebrow at her and she said, "yeah, bad night."
So,we just step over the lines of salt. They've been there a few days but they're not in the way, and we don't even worry about it. Graphics Magician had a few neighborhood boys over to play, one of them said something about the salt, and he responded something along the lines of "don't worry about it, my family's weird."
Which we kind of are. But it works for us.
We go through a lot of salt. But Social Hurricane's working steady and she pays for it.
Hope all's well out there, friends, and God bless.
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