I haven’t written for a while. A lot of things have happened. Some good, some bad. I’ll get back to that in the coming days.
I took time off because I felt like writing all these things had begun to put me in grief spiral where I kept concentrating on feeling bad instead of processing my feelings. I didn’t want to wallow in that place.
But now I’m back there regardless. Today is the anniversary of the day we left for Norway. The trip Christine didn’t come back from. These next two weeks are going to be tough. Really really tough.
I’m scared. Terrified of what’s coming. Of the things I will feel. I want to stop time. I want to pull myself out of this and reappear in the future. I don’t want this experience.
Feelings and feeling and feelings.
But I have to live it. There’s no choice. And so I’m back to writing, to processing, to working through all these damn feelings.
Here we go.