Thursday, May 14, 2015

14 May 2015 (145 days after The Day)

In therapy today I relived the worst memories of this entire ordeal.  If it were possible I would take a 2x4 and whack it out of my head.  I wish there was a way to vomit memories.

Experiences like this or reliving them seems to be a vacuum to my strength.  I am tired.  I am exhausted.  I am going to bed.