This is very hard to explain so you may have to work at it a bit to understand. I feel like when I look back from the time of the bomb (mid Feb) to about a month after move-out (mid July), as if I am looking back on a different person at times. Like I wasn't quite there but was more intense than usual?
Anyone else ever have similar experiences?
"My actions are my only true belongings. I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground upon which I stand." Thich Nhat Hanh
