Scared. Got triggered, in bed, in the middle of the night, something happened I won't detail. But reading those journals... it stirred up a lot I think. It's hard to be alone in the dark on nights like this, hard to not feel silly for being so scared. Am surrounded now with my favorite things, grounding things, my music, my dog, the lights on, the faint knowledge that I'm not in the past, I'm safe in my office, in my home, with the family I've created. Sigh... it just doesn't sink in very well in moments like this- hard to feel safe, but... I will get there.