Coming up to 3 years since my mum died, and when it comes around it always throws me back into the pain of it all over again. And yes it's not as devastating as last year, which wasn't as devastating as the time before that.
But by God it still hurts; it's almost like being delirious with fever in the sense that my memories are uncontrollable, they come over me unbidden and they feel so very real, I can't just snap out of them.
I feel sort of unreal, like I'm not here I'm somewhere else with this awful thing that happened but still having to go through the motions of life.
I was stood in a queue ordering some lunch, and I looked at all the other people and thought it was insane - probably we all have these awful things going on inside us, I imagined what it would be like if they were in a bubble over our heads that everyone could see, like a cast on a limb or something.
Will I ever ever get over this? Will this anniversary ever just make me feel a little wistful and nostalgic, and then move forward, rather than feel like I need to go back to counselling every bloody year? How long?