Flashback:
I don’t even try to remember it. It’s simply in my mind each and every year on July 13.It's been 9 years since that terrible night that changed my life forever.It has been really hard for me to delve into these experiences-- experiences which I would prefer to put behind me,and to pretend it didn't happen.The lack of knowing the feeling of being hit or the feeling of waking up in a hospital.Those 3 months of my life that are unforgettable,still exists in my memory.At times can be very distressing and a time that,when I came to accept what had happened,it changed my life forever. If I hadn't left work 30 mins early, I wouldn't have been in that wreck. However I feel as if everything happens for a reason. I'm not sure why it happened, or why bad things happen to good people. Its either bad luck or just life in general.
Thankfully over the years the trauma of the day has decreased, but it hasn’t disappeared like I thought it might.
Along with my mind remembering it, I had read in an article on the net that every cell in our body probably remembers the traumatic events. It was a relief to learn that because it helped me undersand why each year on July 13, I feel an influx of emotions… thankful, irritable, reflective, edgy, annoyed.........
I don’t even try to remember it. It’s simply in my mind each and every year on July 13.It's been 9 years since that terrible night that changed my life forever.It has been really hard for me to delve into these experiences-- experiences which I would prefer to put behind me,and to pretend it didn't happen.The lack of knowing the feeling of being hit or the feeling of waking up in a hospital.Those 3 months of my life that are unforgettable,still exists in my memory.At times can be very distressing and a time that,when I came to accept what had happened,it changed my life forever. If I hadn't left work 30 mins early, I wouldn't have been in that wreck. However I feel as if everything happens for a reason. I'm not sure why it happened, or why bad things happen to good people. Its either bad luck or just life in general.
Thankfully over the years the trauma of the day has decreased, but it hasn’t disappeared like I thought it might.
Along with my mind remembering it, I had read in an article on the net that every cell in our body probably remembers the traumatic events. It was a relief to learn that because it helped me undersand why each year on July 13, I feel an influx of emotions… thankful, irritable, reflective, edgy, annoyed.........
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