I’ve literally spent the last 3 years - especially 18 mths - on fast forward trying to forget all the crap that’s gone on.
Every time I do a long drive or have a period of calm or quiet I can’t handle it. Tears come.
Quite frankly I’m not ready to explore the trauma of some shit that’s happened to me. I’ve spoken to friends. Nothing will change.
And the grief. No I can’t get past that either. It cuts as much as the moment I heard she was - I can’t even say it. I just knew she’d die.
Ive got a stressful busy day at an event I’m organising and I’m not sure how I can do smiley happy today.