
You know the last few weeks have been harder than normal. I am not sure why or how but they have. I even asked a friend of mine, who I truly treasure what is up with this!!!! I have been really ok for some time.....then BAM and she said that progress allows for other stuff to surface. OH lucky me. I truly wonder if there is an end to this healing process when there is just so much trauma. I don't think that there is. It's like running a marathon with no finish line, and you run and run and exhaustion sets in and there has to come a time when you stop running turn around and say ok...here we go again. Give me what you have. This would be easier with a switch. But there isn't one for trauma, for the things that have broken me; for the things I can't un-see; for the pictures that never stop ; and for my heart that feels broken. I found a new counselor that is everything kind, and who I hope will not run the other way. The beginning is always hard. I like him, he is gentle and soft spoken , even when I say him last he said sometimes there are no words its just heavy. Yes its just so heavy but once again its a heavy that I can not carry on my own. I am scared to death to get back into this. But the need is there I don't feel , take that back I feel everything but nothing. I worry all the time. The nightmares are fast and furious. I used to cry all the time and lately I can't even do that. I think that a part of it is because other pieces are all falling into place. I have a house, I have great kids, I have a job that I love. And at the same time there is this sad that I can not explain. I have started working on my art journals again hoping to find some of the feelings and emotions.

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