Just sad, not crying my eyes out and functioning fairy well but sad.
I have a lot to be sad about, really starting to grieve for what I've lost as a little girl. It was hard realising a few days ago that I have never been carefree as long as I can remember. Always worrying and fretting.
The image of a 7 year old confused by the abuse going on and frantically splitting herself in two to cope with it is becoming clearer and some of the feelings are coming back too.
After a life of supressed emotions these feelings are new and I don't know what to do with it so I carry on as normal but i have this heavy feeling in my chest and my stomach.
Not sure what the point of this post is - just need to get it out.