past trauma, anniversary
Tomorrow is October Second. Three years ago, that was the day I found out That Monster had betrayed my trust. The anniversary of my shattering. The day that broke me.
I'm not feeling too good about it. I'm definitely feeling less estate today; I desperately wish I could take a personal day from work, but no.
Just gotta make it through. Keep moving, don't think about it, survive. Eventually I will heal.
past trauma, anniversary
You ask me if I am okay; I am not. Not until the anniversaries are done. Not as long as this part of the cycle is here.
"Okay" is for other months, other weeks, other seasons. Autumn is too much about the fall for me. There were good things and they ended; October is the burial month.
past trauma, anniversary
@Soreth *sends much care and empathy*
past trauma, anniversary
@Soreth *sends offering of hugs* If there's anything any of us can do to help you through tomorrow, or if there are things that you need that would be of assistance please don't hesitate to ask. You deserve any and all of the help that can be provided to you.
past trauma, anniversary
October falls like a hammer. I used to like this month, with its crisp air and beautiful trees. But then...
The 2nd is the date I discovered I had been betrayed by the one I trusted most.
The 13th is the anniversary of my brother-in-law's death.
The 15th is the anniversary of the death of a friend I had since high school.
There is nothing in October for me until it ends. The day we can take off our masks is the only good part. And that's the end of it.