and tomorrow is the 2nd anniversary of the bomb. how far I've come since then. thinking back, it's a sick feeling, almost makes me nauseated remembering how it felt, how terrifying it all was. but I am much more whole and solid now than I ever was with xH; sometimes lonely, but not for him, just lonely.
Wow, Hoozh, I had forgotten that we shared almost exactly the same dates (just one year apart). I HATE THIS TIME OF YEAR NOW. When I go back and re-read my old journal, I just get sick to my stomach -- and angry.
Here I am, feeling sorry for myself today and going off about my own triggers, and I had forgotten these were your tough calendar days as well. Mea culpa for my DAM-ness!!
