After posting the meme on sexual assault I feel really upset. I feel like I was punched in the stomach. I had been planning to go to the Plough tonight and now all of a sudden I don’t really want to. I want to hide in my house and feel my bad feelings.
I get it.
I want to curl up with a fuzzy blanket and cry hot, wet tears, and think. I want to lose this lump in that’s constricting my throat and making it difficult to breathe or swallow.
Years and years have gone by, and it still has so much power.
You will be missed tonight but I’m sure I speak for others to say we’d all understand and support you. If you need a friends support, I’m there for you.
i totally understand. i went through that recently myself.
it’s so hard to let it go. as easy as everyone thinks it is… it’s never as eas as everyone else would like.
*hugs*
*big hugs sweet girl*
You brought important stuff out into the light, sometimes that feels yucky- but we’re grateful.
I’ve been opening this particular can o’ worms for my weekly therapy quite a bit as of late. It’s been a lot more exhausting emotionally then I expected it to be. I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again, I’m tired of being broken.
I understand. I’ll send as much positive energy your way as possible. *smootch!*
Many hugs… that meme sure does bring up a lot of memories and feelings. Be gentle to yourself this week.