I made it through the 12th anniversary of the single most horrific day of my life. I didn't even think about it except once. I have been trying not to pay attention to dates the last few days. I briefly noticed at one point that it was yesterdays date, but distracted myself well.
First time not breaking down, losing it or yelling at everyone brave enough to come within 20 feet of me. Even though this is an accomplishment it is still hard, because if I think about any of the details, I still might lose it. I am fighting not to go there as I type this. I know now I can do what I need to do to survive. If I had to function in the real world on a day like today, I might have been able too.
First time not breaking down, losing it or yelling at everyone brave enough to come within 20 feet of me. Even though this is an accomplishment it is still hard, because if I think about any of the details, I still might lose it. I am fighting not to go there as I type this. I know now I can do what I need to do to survive. If I had to function in the real world on a day like today, I might have been able too.