I’m up and drinking my coffee. I’m ready to start my day. I have my homework to do from therapy, laundry, and my hair. I’m really happy about the progress im making. I was thinking I would relapse because this is the hardest time of year for me. The smells, air, scenery, people, and sounds.
I can now write out this chapter! I spent 20 years of ups and downs, mostly downs during the holidays. I’m ready to close this particular chapter. I know I will have plenty of days where I may have reminders of the trauma, but I am more equipped to process them. My next chapter awaits me.
Until next time,
Turn the page.
